Beat The Clock

I am getting tired trying to beat the clock

I know soon that it is going to stop

As I get older, it feels like it is going fast

I know that my time it will not last

I look back, and I do not like what I see

All of the things that have made up me

The tragedies, flaws, and falls in my past

Scars are here now and will always last

The trinities of past, future, and now

They concave my reflections somehow

Time is a murderer; it is killing me

It is turning my mind agnostically

Trip over the minutes as the seconds fall

I know it is time for me to go; that is all

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

Thanks Kat. Fortunately, I have found several outlets for my depression.

is all that beautifully amazing art work yours??? i'm going back for another look...I once had a 1951 International Harvester fully restored! (Green)

hang in there, baby! you are a gem. we don't want to lose you!

*hugs, Cat

Thanks Cat.

See Note Above!

*hugs, Cat

Thanks Cat

You’re a calculated and concise writer. Your style is well developed and you’re delivering on a regular basis.

Keep it up,
Tim

Thank you Tim. I like to think I can improve more every write.

You are an incredibly strong writer with powerful and emotional pieces. I am glad you are still with us sharing.

Thanks RoseBlack. It gets difficult but I hang in.