Time.

Time. Time is a man made thing and if you really think about it, we have no concept. Especially when were in a dark room filled with our emotions and thoughts, the concept of time seems to just disappear. Time no longer exists in my presents and it is not how long i spend thinking about something, but why my mind travels to that part of the void I always find myself trapped in. When I lay down to sleep, I cannot. For all the past, present, and future thoughts are like an ocean that i always find myself swimming in. Honestly swimming in that ocean is not something I want to be doing, but I constantly find myself drowning upon thoughts, impressions, theory s, and feelings. I wait and wait for it to be over, but then I remember, we have no concept of time.