Why Stop?

Why stop
when you can keep on going?
There's no life red-light,
right?
Sure, it goes fast and sometimes slow;
but why do you think you can just stop?
It's not possible.
One can't stop time, rather just go excruciatingly slow.
Left, right, backwards, forwards
just more words
to add to the simple "move on."

Glancing over at the permeated darkness,
sadness and sickness,
the light shines bright after the fog clears.
Just wipe the tears
off the face of reality
and into abnormality.
When life gives you lemons,
then you know it's the work from the heavens.
The simple things in life are so beautiful that no one sees it.
No one needs it.
We have gossip, phones, internet, and T.V.
but does that really determine who I want to be?
Just another social reform?
Just part of the swarm
of consumers to the "perfectly portrayed" society?
No.
It's not like that.
Sure, life is just spit that has been spat
on the walls of humanity;
just clean it up and start a fresh new page,
we always age.
We never realize when our time comes
and perhaps end up sleeping in the slums.
We need to open our eyes,
and soon realize:
Why stop?
Why quit?
Why sit?
Why throw a fit?
Get up, and take a good look on your past.
Because there's no way in hell that this current life is your last.