I miss so many moments
and my meager mind is
reeling from the feeling
that my life is mediocre
at its best.
I try to catch time carefully
and keep it under lock and key,
collecting and reflecting,
but the clock is quickly ticking
without end.
Words fumble for a foothold
but they stumble on my tongue.
Dripping wet and slipping,
I lose my equilibrium
and breath.