time . . . a silent metaphor for life
it gives
it takes
it begins with a breath
it ends without a breath

sudden sighs of regret permeate
the heart of loneliness

time.... cannot rewind
time .... is not always kiNd

we cannot run
we cannot hide....
inside ... outSide

it's always there . . .
silently ticking ...
one second
minute
hour
Day
wEEk
month .... year...... years

tick...

tiCk.....
tocK