A month lasts a decade
A week mere hours
These last four years
A lifetime
Yet this past week a year
Time is where I feel lost
I travel through it
With the speed of thought
How can I slow it down
It is overwhelming
But ironically
I cherish this challenge
Stuck inbetween
The world circles on
I breathe in and out
I wake and I rest
I eat and I cleanse
I struggle with the solution
I will stick to my promise
The promise of an edge straight
Time will move forth
And I will embrace it unimpaired