The Trap of the Everyday

I can't find the time 
for my beloved ones though 
I want to give 
them so much. 
I get caught in the arduous 
pursuit of life. 
I devour time way too fast. 
Too many thoughts 
whirl in my head. 
Even love disappear 
crushed by tons of waste. 
Will it perish? 
Hopefully nor or I'll perish along. 
I'm caught in the trap 
of the everyday. 
I have no more strength 
to brake out of it. 
I'm waiting for the helpful 
hand I'll manage not to hurt.