Time

Time.
Time.
One-time
We cleared ourselves from 
Grime.
We climbed 
Upside
The borderless surface of
Spite.
Fight
In spite
Оf despair and grief
Inside.
Time 
To rewrite
The story of our lives.

Time… [bad word] sand,
Indifferent
To our hopes
And aspirations.

Time…
Leading light
Which excite
To feel delight,
To stay alive. 

Wild
Fright
Excites
Delusion of burial site,
Witch quite
Tonight
Symbolizes
My [bad word] demise.
But why
Should I
Obey
To the absurd instincts of psyche?
It’s time!
Decide
Who’s right – 
Your inner beast or human gist!

Climb!
Don’t give up!
Bitterest cup
Will reveal
Your hiding place.

Fight!
Don’t go blind!
Your [bad word] 
Right in front
Of your eyes.