Illusions of your essence flow to my mind

And yet again you manage to pass my by

Your cruelty is immeasurable towards me

As you shall never know the terrible deeds

I still feel that I cannot ask you why

Feeling so little reason and motivation to try

I wait too long to reap the fruit of my sown seeds

But it shall not fulfill my expansive needs

You never tell me when I am to lay down and die

But yet it is so very impossible for you to lie

You measure the event of glory or crime

You are the lifeless insubstantial flow of time