May 07

falling through time

i am falling
trying to catch the hands
of the old analog clock
father time has not yet forgiven us
it's all going to fast


i want to go back
dancing with bare feet
not knowing, not thinking
the clock ticked too fast, back then

now it goes to slow, and yet
so fast
tik, tik, tik

i cannot remember half of the things
i did yesterday
it's nothing but a blur of missing pencils
running until i can't
and wishing i could go back

i am falling,
falling past some of the best opportunities
i want to go back

tik. tik. tik.