the Fiend and the Friend.

it's been a while since i've heard
from you, about the things you've
been up to. are you still lost,
or have you now found your groove?

maybe kilometers are the
ones to blame, but what about
the galaxies before? we
beat them all! so why this doubt?
ah, but yes, there are the miles,
and bangs and farenheit too.
but still. we were worlds apart
before; if not us, then who?

it's Time, isn't it? precious
Time, that has been lost to some
vicious Fiend, a selfish Fiend;
a Fiend, so cold and so numb.
a Fiend with ambition, who
wants to win, who wants what's good
in life. it charged down the path,
all alone, just like It thinks i should.

i tried to slow down, but It
surged, "straight ahead! 'round the bend!"
now i have Time, precious Time,
has the Fiend cost me a Friend?