“Time Keeps on Ticking”
Watching the clock as it hastily marks time
makes me anxious about my life.
Have I made the right choices?
Is this where I should be?
Something feels out of place,
and I know that the clock is mocking me.
Sometimes my station in life feels like a shoe
that doesn’t quite fit.
Maybe the discomfort will work to my benefit?
My vision of the future is limited
and the end I cannot see.
I can’t be sure, but I feel that time is mocking me.
What is on the horizon cannot be known for sure,
but when I begin to write there is a feeling that acts as a lure.
It draws me in and takes me way down deep;
I feel that I’m on the verge of discovering my destiny.
So maybe I’m wrong about the clock and the time.
Maybe it is just pushing me toward a destiny that is mine.
Edging me forward toward freedom and success–
maybe the hasty clock knows exactly what is best.
As I glance at the clock, no need to worry anymore
I know that the next chapter in my life has yet to be explored.
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