cares nothing for you.
Locked in its secure, stifling, embrace;
mocking you with the birth of new life.
Taunting you with adolescence
and implied promises.
Its cruel joke
Its tease, its empty, idleness.
The eternal optimism that
there’s always more of it;
where did it go.
We strive to live within our own, unattainable expectations,
and those time has laid out
a timeline we must all meet, rudderless,
to appreciate what time has given us,
and what will be taken away,
all in time.