Seconds on The Clock

I’m slowly suffocating,

And even though times are changing.

It feels as though I am fading.

I think about how much has changed.

It takes my breath so far away.

All the people I have lost,

As the seconds on the clock

Tick away.

 

I’m slowly suffocating,

I miss the past,

Everything that seemed to last,

But I can’t get back to you.

 

The time continues,

But I feel stuck and gone

I always miss where I belong,

It is here, is it there?

In the past, or here at last?

Will I ever be content?