Sea of Time

Slowly I watch myself

drowning in the sea of time

waiting for a hero

but knowing that one will never come

instead I play victim to myself

letting words twist and sit inside of me

words that when not released ooze a toxin 

a toxin that sinks into your blood 

a toxin that never comes out

no matter how hard you try

no matter how hard you cry

and with every tear it adds to the sea

the unforgiving sea that weakens you with every wave

and with every wave you give away the grip you had on the world

until you don't even know you exist 

until you are so faded that you don't notice your a human

one day we will all wash up on the shore

where each grain of sand is a person

showing the wrinkles of time

and where wrinkles of time are only moments creating a picture

that we can never escape

a picture that not only paints our own lives

but paints a picture of what we did and didn't do

a picture no one seems to pay attention to 

because ignorance is bliss

and bliss is what takes us in the end