the only secret
I know to living
is in life not ending
before its time
but who tells time
with watches broken
or daylight savings
breaking the horizon
with dawn or dusk
and choices
to see or not see
beauty anymore
or beyond borealis
frozen icy field
of unknown future
when futures forget
to wake themselves
mornings sleep
hiding under covers
darkness ends
in waking dreams
but darkness begins
in mistaken endings
too many secrets
not enough time
surrender to life
or give up
telling the truth