Beauty & Meaning

Silently the year creeps on you, as you sink into time's infinite loop, You think you're killing time, but your life is dissipating away, With each click of the clock, you life counts down, Time is infinite, your life is a passerby.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Some days are spent alone Just you and your thoughts, and no one else,  To look at your body, and converse with your soul,  To listen to the voice that has been silenced by the daily grind, Some days are spent alone, these are the days that your learn yourself.  ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony. 📸@pexels.com