Chapter 1164
Fifteen Minutes
Time
Does it matter
It allows one's thought
To drift and scatter
Time
Eats away at the soul
It alters one's feeling
It leaves them far from whole
Time
Never slows or stops
What around one is real
What are only props
Time
Attacks one's mind
It opens it up from inside
What darkness will it find
Time
Is supposed to heal
Maybe it's just a saying
It doesn't seem real
Time
Will it ever end
Reality itself
One tries to bend
Time
What would one do
For fifteen minutes more
With one they once knew
Nobody