Home Musing Time is drug. Too much of it kill youMusingTime is drug. Too much of it kill you0Facebook Twitter Google+ Pinterest WhatsApp I’m running out of timeAnd the clock is ticking fastBut I’m trying to repair All the damage in my pastI’m running out of timeAnd these minutes never lastBut the darkness that I live Is the shadow that I cast.RELATED ARTICLESMORE FROM AUTHOROh! You Are A Boy…Mental IllnessI Need You To Know That It Gets Better.Cigarettes And YouBut If You Loved Me, Why Would You Leave Me?My soul where are you?LEAVE A REPLY Cancel replyPlease enter your comment! Please enter your name here You have entered an incorrect email address!Please enter your email address here Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. TRENDING RIGHT NOWI observe everything, that’s both a curse and a boon for... February 2, 2020Dear Backstabbers September 19, 2019Come back, can you? September 19, 2019Mental Illness June 17, 2020The Misty Mountain TrailThe Thought Diaries - August 3, 20230Oh! You Are A Boy…The Thought Diaries - June 17, 20200Mental IllnessThe Thought Diaries - June 17, 20200Loneliness Can Be HardThe Thought Diaries - June 17, 20200I Need You To Know That It Gets Better.The Thought Diaries - June 17, 20200POPULAR CATEGORIESMusing78Musing8Health1Lifestyle0Startup story0Business & Finance0Travel0Entertainment0Automobile0