Stuck in Time

for some time is endless
for others it will end

sometimes i look around me
and realize how fragile life is

Imagine if you could feel everyone's pain
everyone in the whole world what would be your choice

how could you choose to live when another will die
how could you choose to forfeit for life for another

i suppose the meaning only comes in death
because death is a secret kept from us all

I always wonder what death would be like
maybe it's a journey, and you keep on living

maybe it's horror, and you forever are stuck in your body
maybe it just ends, like the chapter of a book

I know that the worst part must be for others
because no one wants to die, but no one wants to see someone die

I think about it often, the causes of death
I imagine a hurricane swooping in and killing everyone

I imagine being struck by a lightning bolt
the energy to rewrite a thousand novels and than death

I often wonder what the best use of my moments are
just to sit and reflect, to learn and achieve

maybe it's to do what i do best
maybe it's to love music forever and live for it

But i think it's up to the beholder
it's your choice and your choice only

the moment has come, and you have watched it pass by
you have wondered what it was like to have that moment again

I often narrate what I'm doing as it is happening
it just comes through me

all i want to do is write it down
but than the moment slips

I always fear the worst in my choices
that some hand will come down from higher authority and smite me

I find the best times to reflect
are those in anger, sadness, or patients

Anger in those causes great passion
words you wouldn't even know coming out of your mouth

sadness in those causes pity for themselves and others
you lose the game when you've given up on sadness

But patience is a whole new dimension
i believe patience is the lack of time

but it is the best time
because there is no other time

A stillness that epitomizes the very existence that i hold
lay in patience

a whole life and a whole world, and the time it takes to all be gone
lay in patience

I wish i knew patience
because beyond patience there is nothing else

but is it nothing else to live for
or nothing else to die for

no one knows