Time is chasing after all of us
With a forked tongue

Time is always against us
Breathing down our back
And circling our hopes and violent desires

Time can kill us with a single venomous bite  
With its snapping powerful jaw and its inch long fangs

Time is a balloon that never stops floating upwards
It is a train thundering down its iron tracks
And it’s a heart stopper
One that gives us gray hair
Weathered skin
And a sickness that leads us to get cut by the Reaper’s blade

Time is unbeatable
It can’t be stopped
It times our existence
And when it runs out it laughs though an ear bleeding alarm
That blows our brains out

Time is a blade slicked with blood
Time is a black body of still water
And time is a bullet that ends with a click and a bang

Time cannot be beat
It is not a mirror
We can’t look into it and see our future and past
However, time guides us though our life like hands on a ship’s wheel

Life can be that ugly little sister
And time can be her twin
And even if they are not lovely on the outside
They are beautiful on the inside

Life lets us rethink love, family and friends, and choices we have made
And time gives us a chance to run and try to beat the think that is unpreventable; death