Time slips through my fingertips

What is missing cannot be seen

From the naked eye,

I see only my present,

My reality – a part of me

I turn a new page

And fill my page with colour

I live immersed in the beauty of my surroundings

Grateful I am to be here

But-

lost I am in a space that isn’t filled

Yet..whatever must come must come whenever

..Is destiny out of reach?…

…tomorrow must follow on from tomorrow

The pages are thinning

The colours are fading

The ink isn’t showing

Invisibly engraved lines expressing my unnerving silence

Covered with the sound of my laughter

—acceptance of the now

I smile to drown out the voice in my head

Telling me what wasn’t there yesterday

Isn’t here today

29 years. I look at life straight in the eye

And tell it to give me another day

To live hard wired.

But—

Time slips through my fingertips

My emotions waver….

Hide and seek

What I seek is still hiding..

This game ain’t fun anymore.