For how long can you walk
Before your steps become heavy
For how long can you gaze
Before a weariness descends in your eyes
For how long can you hope
Before your conception falls apart
For how long can you speak
Before you realize the virtue of silence
For how long can you write
Before your words lose their meaning
For how long can you trust
Before the eventual betrayal
For how long can you breathe
Before the futility of existence stares
The long enough
Until the moment arrives
When the past and the future
Merges with the present
Creating a seemingly timeless vortex
Which swallows everything that was human about you
