Sitting, waiting, watching lifetime
Slip between your hands
Like sands from a broken hour glass
Sweeping up the sands of time
We often find our hidden selves
But then it’s too late to change what could’ve been helped
Home alone on a rainy day
Quietly composed
Wondering who ordered the storm
The sound of rain drops on the sill
Like moments from your life
Drip on in a dreadful monotone
Hopeless, relentless problems
Running through your mind
Suddenly your dream falls behind
Looking back to find its face
Buried in the crowd
It hides itself never to be found
Floating through society
Adrift without an oar
About to sink like a hefty stone
The slap of waves against your hull
Like moments from your life
Slosh on in a dreadful monotone
Running nowhere on a treadmill
Watching life pass by
You better say goodbye
Are You Reading Me?
The whole thing was excellent, but the last line ripped me apart.
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Thanks for the comments. Sorry I've been busy and haven't commented lately. I graduate in like two weeks and whatnot.
Sweeping up the sands of time
ReplyDeleteWe often find our hidden selves
But then it’s too late to change what could’ve been helped
i have finally found my place in all of this... i am here... and i am becoming accustomed to the fact i have to move.. up down forward back.. somewhere.. i think i am ready.. but i have yet to act....
i am sooo enjoying this series....
Hey Noah & Paisley, thanks a lot!
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