I’ve never been more aware

of the trickling time

passing by

 

The gears and mechanisms

working against me

 

It is at it sounds-

A betrayal

of the law of nature

coming down on me

 

When time is all I’ve trusted

for so long

 

I’ve been less aware-

 

Less focused-

 

More distracted.

 

One day I was fine tuned

in with my surroundings

 

Today

I struggle with simple recollection

 

And my skin parts a certain way now

 

My cuts

are from more then clumsy limbs now

 

Bruises

above the knees don’t count now

 

It’s time

that’s conspired against me

 

I stopped paying attention

And this is its revenge