Frittering Away......

Time...
Sand in your palm...the stronger you clench the faster it falls
Creeping up on you...insidious, silent, the reaper of youth...
A monster crouching on the doorstep...nay crouching on its doorstep...
the threshold of responsibility...
oh responsibility...you unforgiving beast...
...the strings of carefree days are worn...frayed...snapping with the sound of inevitability....