Time Regrettable

I waste so much time,
unaware until it’s gone;

Paralysed by thought,
finite and out of sight;

I grew old when I was young,
out of time before I began;

Time wasted on regrets,
and unfulfilled dreams;

What could have been – wasn’t,
and what was – shouldn’t have been.

Tight ropes and balancing acts,
no cushion could ease this blow.

The weight of knowing trips me,
when memory mocks ambition

And staggers progress
for want of more of the same.

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