It speaks to you, yet it can't speak. When you hold it you can travel, in your mind's eye worlds unravel and everything in it's a lie. Yet with every new untruth, still you feel it speaks the truth. What is it?
It passes but you never hear it. Sometimes though, you think you feel it. You think you had it but it's gone. You want to stop it, but it moves on. You lose it, gain it, maybe fear it, but it goes on, forever on. What is it?
It is more feared than fear itself, And no one can escape it. It takes no sides and does not judge, it does not know to hold a grudge. It is the most clearest result, of how life beats you by default. What is it?