Mehs

Times go slowly when you are alone

But time is not quite regular. Don't trust
The trickle or the flood, until they're shown
Even then, trust only if you must.
Ignore it else. That's safest. Be
Sure in yourself of what has passed
And do not let eternity
Pretend to what is not amassed
Or feign what has to not be so
Weaving the lies perception brings.
Time itself will come and go
And falsehood to its passing clings.
Wait, live, and be, and don't forget
The inner sense that says "not yet."