Time

Can’t the future just wait?
Can’t we pause time and enjoy the ride?
Instead of trying to run and hide?

So what if we are a little late?
We were just kids,now we are adults.
And time seems to fly by faster.

This year has been a lot.
And the future is so vast.
But it’s already almost over.

It feels like I got ran over.
Because time seemed to go by so fast.
Time did not even last.

Not a little,no.
It felt like yesterday was February.
Now it’s almost December.

How do I cope with this?
And eyes blue as an ember.
Something I hope for next year to come.

Is to heal my mental health and accept what’s to come.
Because I am not 16 anymore.
I haven’t been for a while.

And it’s been a while since I smiled contently,oh so pure.
Like my childhood days, when wind gently sways.
And warm summer days.

Another thing I hope to get.
Is for my glowing moon to never forget.
That I’ll always be by his side.

And I hope he doesn’t run away and hide.
It genuinely hurts me,that I know.
But I hoped he doesn’t ever abandon me,all down low.

Something I hope for before the end of this year.
Is from him to be there,talk to eachother.
Without any fear.

I wish time could just pause so I could enjoy.
And not go on like it’s a broken toy.
I can’t just rewrite things when things get scary.

Of the future I am wary.
Should I go and shut this door?
Sitting on the wooden floor and waiting.

Because I wished for something real.
For a prince to hold me close and say.
Trust me little girl,you’ll be okay.

Because they say a new year is a new start.
And hope is really vast.
You can’t know if you don’t try.

But I know it’ll be easier with the moon beside me.
Time is usually a limited supply.
Till we grow old and die.

But with some hope,the future is brand new.
I know you think it’s scary,too.
Because hope will be our tool.