#51 time

It's hard I know,
"What could go wrong?" I asked,
Time robs all things I have,
Time squeezes thousands problems fit right in a small box,
Time is a saboteur,
Whatever,

I have lost everything,
I couldn't see reality,
As my mind shifts my physicality into dreams,
Where hopes won't shatters and expectations is a checklist,
I don't want to walk any longer,
Time drains my energy,
Time kills love,
Time is a murderer,
However,

I bet this is permanently temporary,
Fog will fade, rain will stop,
Though it's not all bright but I have been promised light, 
Time replied, "anything,"
Got me thinking,

It's getting hard, I'm sure.