Tick Tock tick tock.. Tick Tock. Sounds of my life fading away?

The Clocks Laughing At Me 

Time Has Zero Disregard
Seems like at the most important points in my life i have looked to the time to clear up tragedy. To prevent the mundane, listless existence in which i tend to lose the best parts of myself. We measure existence in a numerical manner to eventually determine our fate, the most inevitable and relevant outcome. We would like to believe that our lives from infancy to elderly stretches on forever but the truth is our lives are not even a speck not even a blur or mark on past existence. Time will determine the outcome of anything and everything that has ever existence. Making time a bit of a scholar, we need permissions and guidance. If i could walk hand in hand with mother time beholder of all that is real and all that has been created (on a timeline scale) i would have the best question, i would be content with leaving my conscience behind to a planet that also has a timeline and also has a life span like our own.

When my mind is useful and I actually pay attention to something else besides the time, It doesn't hold any weight on my shoulders. I look back in smaller fragments and watch it collide with all of its phases _ seconds to minutes to hours to days to weeks to months to years to nothing else but an eternity without a conscience and a firm understanding of what's real. Time leads to death always. Time leads to many things but time ends with death in the grand scheme of our lives - We share the same things mercifully and we hold on tight to our beliefs. This is actually a moment you define and comprehend the word respect.