Things can change in an instant, you can have this picture in your head of what's to come.
Time is a silent killer. With time new things unfold, a new future to behold.
I miss these moments in the past, and I am struggling to create new memories now.
When I do get a grasp of something, I suddenly feel it seeping through my hands like sand.
Each day has a new narrative and I am a new character. I want to narrate my own life, but I feel like I am not in the driver seat