Time

I'm so weary its hard to write,
sore eyes from computer light.
Time flies by without a care,
to have one minute is so rare.
We're always moving, all the time,
when is it our time to unwind.
The pain and hurt that's all around,
find here a familiar ground.
Cause now its here, then gone for good,
no way to hold it even if we could.
So we're dragged along, caught in its wake,
It seems too much for anyone to take.