Time

The clock ticks ever so slowly.

Time is eternity.

I turn my back to cope

and when I face the two ever changing hands

Two hours have faded away.

Watched a movie,

turned to check the time.

Six p.m.

Went on my phone

Checked the time

11:00 p.m.

Went to bed, and when I awoke

12:00 p.m.

And my days seemed like minutes

and the weeks were seconds.

Until I am 80 years old

and every day will be a decade.

And the weeks will be centuries.

And I wonder:

will time ever be what it should be?