time and time again

i wonder if time is really a relative quatity
someone said that it is just something that a clock measures...
the concept of time that we hold so dear is it all just a mere illusion of our minds and over imaginative?
really...
all this while..
counting the seconds, minutes and hours...
all these are actually just something we count by using a clock?watch?
apparently,
we really are deluded..
or are we?
well i guess that depends solely on the person who is counting the seconds..
is it a really important part of life or just a quantity that a clock measures?

....

this day pretty much started out like any other,
but who knew this day would bring so much sadness and disappointment...
but even if i knew,
would it really make any difference at all?
watching the rain fall,
i feel my spirits dampen with every drop...
as the wind blew,
the chill in me just got stronger..
knowing doesn't make a difference,
it just makes it harder...
harder to accept the facts and reality that are so cruelly stumbled upon..
harder to make sure i get through this day as any other..
i wish that i really didn't know a thing that i didn't have to
ignorance is really bliss..
knowing too much simply hurts more than just plain not knowing
maybe i'll be spared the next time...
maybe...