Tick by tick, the moment bends, Hold your breath—still it ends. Glass runs dry, the sand cascades, Hours blur, the daylight fades. Steps I take dissolve in rain, Nothing lasts, but still remains. Turning, falling, The cycle sends. Waiting, crawling, Still it ends. Clocks unwind, the silence grows, Every second comes and goes. Pages burn, the stories close, What survives, nobody knows. Through the drift of endless time, Lines erase, yet leave a sign. Breath to breath, it all depends, But no escape—still it ends. Turning, falling, The cycle sends. Waiting, crawling, Still it ends. Hands release, the moment bends, All we are—still it ends.
