time zup

what time i
have is found
in the wastes
countless and ticking
up to never never

those moments
with moments
of another person's life
and another person's life
until someone says
enough
i've had enough
and somewhere else
someone is waiting
with their moments
hoping
to fill a hole with
time we borrow
from each other

and the world fills up
with time with
wasted time sometimes
fun or worth it
or worthless
spending all this time
trying to forget it

and how can we be better
how can we ever hope
to be good people
if all we ever are
is selfish
is a plea for pity
is time falling down
a deep dark hole
waiting to be forgotten
the way it always is
always
time
always closing
ending always