As I sit here wanting to cry,I find no joy in my life and want to die.I hear something,I look,and Isee what is to happen to me,for i am lost in the sands of time.As i walk through the sands of time,in the hourglass of life,I feel my self start to feel fear grow in my heart,and it seems i can not go on.And as i gather up my strength,and my courege,I start to walk agin,and i see a wonderful sight,all that is holy has come to rescue me,but that sight turns to fear,as I see wickedness aprouch me, reach for my heart,but the it disapers.I am houlisanating in the sands of time,And as i walk,wondering if my life would get any better,i wonder if i can escape this prison of sand,but find no exit.as I sit,rigt here in the middle of this prision,I no there is no escape.As of now,I know I will not escape.I know I will die in the sands of time.