Any and Everything

Time is fleeting, slipping fast,
A shadow cast that cannot last.
I chase the echoes, grasping air,
Yet find no solace anywhere.

A paradox, a cruel disguise,
I wear the mask, I weave the lies.
Cold and hardened, yet I break,
A contradiction I can’t shake.

I have a weakness, soft and raw,
An unseen wound, a fatal flaw.
I dare not name it, fear it whole,
It seeps like venom through my soul.

Perhaps I know, but won’t admit,
That I invite the endless pit—
Twisting, turning, depths unknown,
I carve my chaos into stone.

Oh, how I weave this tangled thread,
Complications left unsaid.
A maze I build, a cursed blend—
A life in knots that will not end.