The time falls
Like rain upon a scarred land
Each second burns
Every minute
A tear that falls
Staining the ground
Each a stream
Streams that flow throughout
We swim in these rivers
These strands of time
We struggle against the waves
The current that pulls
Pushes against our progress
The rocks cut our feet
The wounds burn
Inside us the light resides
We push further along
Fighting against the path ahead
Sometimes alone
Yet other times
We are joined
By comrades willing to help
Who carry us in times of grief
Who push us along
With kind words
With love
We care for them
They for us
Yet sometimes the times are death
They kill us
Toss us into the darkness
Change us in ways
No one can understand
Sometimes it changes
Those around us
Taking their happiness
Turning them into shells
Ghosts of what they were
The trials betray us
In time
All turn against us
Sending us
Spiraling into the abyss.