I am a broken man. The time has ticked by, but on the inside, I’m still fighting.
I lay awake at night. Restless and wandering, my mind floats on. Fighting to be asleep. Fighting to get away.
Buried deep is a lost emotion. A whispering voice, a speck of hope. A ripple in the ocean. Fighting agains the current. Fighting the tides of time.
Time is just a measurement, but emotions have no measure. Emotions have no limits. They are always fighting. They are timeless.