Time leaks through the cracks we make

Every move is slightly late

Moments fold without a sound

Nothing lost, just shifting ground

I don’t chase what’s moving fast

I don’t trust the present tense

Every second wears a past

Every now is consequence

I don’t ask

Where it goes

I just feel

The undertow

We live on borrowed time

Never owned, never kept

Slipping through the frame

Before it’s even left

No promise, no sign

No future to defend

Just borrowed time

Until the pattern bends

Clocks repeat a fragile lie

That we’re moving in a line

But the curve is always there

Hidden in the way we age

Nothing ends, it only turns

Into forms we don’t recognize

Every lesson goes unlearned

Every answer multiplies

No delay

No control

Just the weight

Of letting go

We live on borrowed time

Never owned, never kept

Slipping through the frame

Before it’s even left

No promise, no sign

No future to defend

Just borrowed time

Until the pattern bends

If I stop

It keeps moving

If I run

It stays ahead

No beginning

No conclusion

Just a circle badly read

I feel the seconds rearrange

Still the same, but not the same

We live on borrowed time

Not behind, not ahead

Every moment fades

The instant it’s said

No warning signs

No debt to mend

Just borrowed time

Until it loops again

Let it pass

Don’t rewind

Nothing waits

For borrowed time