Time

My mind is emptier than a newly born childs so I am not a child of god

I am something beyond, but still I am here looking at my feets hoping that someone would cut them of and give me wings so I could jump from the top of the empire state building and fall through the ground

How can anyone see me when I am in this state of dying and every cell of body is being raped by time

I choose not to believe in that and just observe how the sun turns into darkness and my soul stays the same

Time time time a man's worst enemy they said, but I don't have any enemies because I have stopped fighting a long time ago.