And yet, Time pays me no heed!

No matter how I pray, beg nor harass Father Time, he remains as unrelenting as ever. Much to my chagrin. But what am I to hope for, in all fairness? That the powers that be break the laws of time and space for me? That would be too much. And so I am at it's mercy. It rushes by too fast and yet crawls at the same time. The days feel like they can go on forever, and yet I find myself with not enough hours in the day.

And it leaves me scared. For I know the future will come, with whatever ills and boons it may, it will come. And I fear what comes, for I fear myself. I fear the consequences of my choices, I fear the choices I will have to make, I fear the life I lead. And yet it is the only one I have, so I must press forwards. Lost, confused, and scared. Oh ever so scared.

Maybe one day, I will find a place where I feel comfortable. But between now and then lay many days, many years probably! For I fear such a place will not exist for me, till I lie in my grave. For we all move forwards, in hopes of better days. But they never come. Tomorrow, will never be today. And so we will never find that which we look for, until we stop searching. And I am sad to say that my Today is the stuff of misery and hell, with no escape. 

So I fear time. For it will never pass fast enough, nor slow enough.