Time

I just realized that I have not written in five and a half months! That’s insane! I could have sworn that I had written at least back in November. Now it is 2019. Tomorrow is February 1st. I can’t get over how fast time is moving. It is horrifying.

When I was 17 years old, a teacher once said to me: “One day you will wake up and be 30 years old, and you will wonder where all the time went.” I remember thinking that I had a long way to go before I hit 30. Now I am inching closer to 40. I am less than three years away from my 40th birthday. They say life begins at 40. I hope that is true because honestly, I still don’t feel like my life has started.

I feel the way one might feel when trying to catch a train.  You are moving as fast as you can to get to the train platform. You see other people racing ahead of you. You have only minutes, maybe even seconds to spare. The train is arriving and notice the people ahead of you board it. You are moving as fast as you can and yet it all seems to be moving in slow motion. You hurry down the stairs and land on the platform. You see the train and hear the engines running and begin to make a run for it, but before you know it, the train is already leaving. That is how I feel when it comes to life. The train is time, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to catch up with it. Instead of riding with time, I am stumbling behind it.

Below is a poem called Time, which I wrote and later set to music.

Time
Unseen enemy
Most needed friend
Do not run out on me

Time
One step ahead
I fall behind
Please, slow down

Time
Wait for me
Do not leave me
Oh how your magic deceives me

I feel you moving
Faster and faster
Where are you going?

You slip through my fingers
Hold still for a moment
All I have is just this one moment!

Time
Unseen enemy
Most needed friend
Do not run out on me
Do not run out on me