The reality is

Everything is temporary

Nothing is meant to last

This is why life is so precious

This is why it passes by so fast

I try to live in each moment

I try to see the good in it all

But sometimes something stops me

I wish that I was ignorant to the lack of time there is

But instead I am highly aware

That there is sand spilling out into the wind somewhere

Beneath these winds of time

I know I will disappear

I can only hope that I will do it

Without any doubt or fear

Nyx