Time

I try to be your friend but instead you devour my soul.

Time turns to me and declares, "This is your stop."

I tumble from the train of thought.

Infinity coats my skin with multicoloured layers.

Time becomes lost. It returns to me and demands directions for it's failures.

I turn it away, "You abandoned me in my time of need, and now you may feel my pain."

I feel no guilt but instead I simply know I am wrong. Time did exactly as I asked; "From help, let me refrain."

Here lies the truth as I wish to deny it.

Into the heart of time I dive; I will never quit.