No time to live

I was having a textual conversation with a friend when I was traveling last night and I said, "Relax, everything gonna be alright in life with time !". I was bewilder in my own of my statement. With each passing moment one thought is ticking in my mind to justify my statement and a counterpart too. Its just like drop by drop filling a bucket. At the end of the journey my mind was overflown with my own postulates and summarize myself with these lines :

 "" kabhi zindghi me waqt na mila,
kabhi zindghi ne wqat na diya,
dhokhe me to har bar apne hi hai zindghi me,
aaj nasha-e-zindghi ka ehsaas hua to,
hosh aane par ye gumaan hua ki zindghi ne mujhe jiya hai,
warna aajtak yahi khumar tha ki m zindghi ko jee raha hoon.""