Time. unexplainable

Just read it.

Meandering is time,
unexplainable its impact.
Time, time, time? Thyme?
Its meaning is lost.
Wandering.
A thousand times,
Agony echoes in my screams,
Piercing thunder's rumbles.
My pain, tattooed in my smile,
Clear and visible,
But you're drowning in oblivion.
Time, roaming beyond anything,
you or I will ever understand.
It passes its gates,
they slam shut,
its hinges never to creak again.
Time, where do you go?
Anguish, fall by the wayside
Moments swirl away,
Does it really matter,
If you die alone anyway?
Will i remember you?
If I do, life is no longer a gift,
but a curse for all existence.
If i don't, apathy volunteers itself
My soul longs for it.
Time, I let you go.