Meaning of time…

Things go past and life past so fast…i dream it could stop be halted, jsut for a day, and let that one day be the 100 i long to spend with you….never will it be it seems, as the flying door swings closed, again my passage to the nether has abated and gone by…I am desparate and oh so alone again…everytime i think i have forgotten what the nothing is like it comes and swallows me whole…i drown in the darkness and no one hears me scream…i thought i was off that roller coaster but naw…it was jsut a pit stop in the interchange…for here i go…im sinking once again…one day there will be no one to save me