There is a time for things to happen the way we plan and a time for things to happen the way we don’t.
Our hearts are sometimes occupied by a host who does not belong there and it causes for a disease to form
The consumption starts to spread to all aspects of our being.
Soon enough we fade to black to be lost in the perpetual cycle of failure and despair.
There is no help, no way out.
We have become the slaves of time. Never enough, never to find.