One Day Closer to Dying

The sun has set

one day closer to dying

tiime is our gift

time is our curse

it has marked us

from the moment we came

to the moment we left

inbetween it has been wasted

worring instead of living

killing instead of believeing

but where does it all go?

where has it gone?

when will it go?

is our achievements worth it

at our end of time?

what have you done this day

this one day closer to dying?

Fly

Staring into the blankness
waiting for something to come to mind.

For words to express this exact emotion, passion,
this unsureness intertwined.

But no matter how hard i try
I will mever be able to fly

Dullness hea endured me
Excitement has forgotten

Softer i am than these clouds.
Stronger i am than this old tree.

But no matter how hard i try
I will never be able to fly

Yet all of these things will not break me
These hardships is what makes me.

But no matter how hard i try
I will never be able to fly