My mind is moving slow—
but life is too fast.
One hand on the wheel,
a lead foot on the gas.
No destination in sight,
in my rear view is the past.
I’m in a race against time,
and so far i’m coming in last.
Life’s moments are so precious,
do I dare use cruise control?
Even when things get hectic?
Even when things are out of my control,
do I still want to relish?
In these moments..?
Some that I struggle to forget,
some that I don’t want to remember.
Some that are so beautiful,
cherished memories that fill me with warmth;
that are so caring, so tender.
No one else has the gall,
to challenge the idea
but I will be the contender.
Even if I’m the only,
and even if the chances are slender.
Let’s face it, I’ll probably never win.
Not even by a hair..
when I cross that finish line
it’s only cos I’m fueled by
both determination and despair….
– Poetic Gawdess
Powerfully penned, PG. Excellent write with many layers my friend. Those always so much depth in your work. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you.
Damian