I feel this empty pang of yearning for longer

Even though I’m not yet out of time

And a growing fear that time will never slow down again

Like it’s spinning out of control

And some great force was supposed to remember to reset its pace

But got caught up in more important things

I watch the sunrise and almost forget that it happened - only a moment later

While wishing that everyone had woken to admire it

Maybe they could have held onto it better than me

I think of things that will happen soon

And feel that I’ve already missed them somehow

Everything around me feels fleeting

Like sand falling between my fingers

And I want to play it all back to make sure

That I was really there for it

Because I feel I’m losing everything even as it happens

So the things that should make me happy

Become sad in a hurry.

© pennomoly