Just A Bunch Of Words

All good things must come to an end

Do you ever feel like the the clock is ticking,

tick,

tick,

tock,

and you're afraid to be too happy,

because you know that it will end?

Do you ever feel like time,

is something you have less,

and less

and less of?

Like life is slipping through your fingers,

and you can never get it in a grip?

Do you ever feel like,

just giving up?

Because you know life is to short,

that one day everything will be gone,

that you just want to pause it,

and never let it go?

There isn't enough time.

But all good things must come to an end.