an unknown future

I surrender myself to the ache of now

future lost in the quiet surrounds —

my mind adrift, my heart stuck

am I doing enough?

This endless facade of time

past, present, future all intertwined

I am felt only by an echo —

an echo of my fears and regrets to follow.

Lost? Or simply forgotten,

A stranger that lurks in these gilded hours —

moments unravelling before my eyes,

I fall apart in their absence,

held together by nothing

but whispers of light —

stretching ahead on this path before me.

Unbeknownst of the morrows to come —

I cradle these dreams I hold,

time slipping through my hands,

moments written in hurried scrawls,

but a stranger to what lies ahead.