It seems like the one thing we run out of is time. As seconds go by, so does our life. We never have or will know how much time we have left. One Second? One Minute? An Hour, A Day, or a Week? People tell us to make every second worth it because it maybe your last. I know that this for a fact is true. I have lost many people close to me, to where I nearly cannot care for anyone anymore. I have memories of terrible times that hold me back and it's like living a nightmare. I try to move on, and forget the past, but the past drags me back. I have many regrets, more than I would like. I am stuck on an empty road, with no destination. I wish I could do what others say and live life to the fullest. I have tried, and failed.