Stalemate

Life is at a standstill. The enthusiasm, the fulfillment, the energy has been replaced with depression, recession and contentment. There is no grip on life to energize the soul. Aspirations have no passion just green eyes of greed. The slow pace seems to be circulating at the speed of light with no direction. There is no time to breathe but if time were in a bottle, there would be no time to waste. The struggle to exist becomes harder each day. Depreciation with each breath taken until there is no more air. Survival of the fittest and no one is in shape. Time is unlimited but limited by the hours in a day, the days in a month and the months in a year. There is nothing more priceless than time and air but those are two things that cannot be saved.