My Mind Elevates Time

The delusion of my illusion has conquered the innermost parts of my thoughts.

Leaving behind the sole fragment of what was once known as the past.

Each day gets colder, every muscle gets heavier then I become slower.

Entangled in the overthinking perspective of processing everything before acting.

Life has surely passed me by more times than I can count.

Yet, I am still here, wondering about more helplessly than a begger on the streets.

Still, for what purpose? What do I need to do before this vessel of life calls it quits?

Is there a calling I have to wait for or a sin I have to atone for?

Where do I fit in all this?

Which brings me to wonder, where have I been all those years?

Did I learn or just bypass everything just to get by?

Intellect is the theme of all elders, wisdom of those who are older.

Things I possess but never able to use them through life.

Who am I and what am I?

Because the time has come for the question to be answered or this life to be ungranted.

The need for this consistent misery is out of place, so I shall find my place amoung other places.

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