I'm battling a constant, consistent war with time.
I wanna write a poem, but can't think of a rhyme.
Time measures distance, or how far [in life] you'll get
Time will always run out, time is too legit.
Distance Measures time, how long it takes to get there.
But with distance, time doesn't matter, only the finishing fare.
Time is controlling an addictive pill
The clock ticks, making my mind ill.
Time turns slowly, when you need it to be speedy.
Time is quick when your not as needy.
Time counts each moments with units, counting way past your death.
Each Degree, each second, is Father Time's Breath.
Time has lived longer then life, and will out live anything;
for when time stops, imagine the death it will bring.
Time is our creator! Not some mythical God.
Time keeps ticking...and ticking...and ticking...
Tick
Your born
Tick
you Die
Tick
more births
Tick
more deaths
Tick
More confusion
Tick
More random, significant, chaotic, harmony
Tick
more inventions
Tick
More Feuds
Tick
More time...
until it stops ticking.