Losing Track of Time:

Oops, Now it's Lost Track of Time

I used to remember what

happened yesterday.

I used to remember what

I was doing.

I used to know what

was due to happen tomorrow.

Now,

I'm not even sure what

is happening now.

I used to be at peace.

I was reassured,

contented,

wrapped up in the warm blanket

of daily life.

Now,

exposed to the cold world,

life passes me so quickly,

I can't even see it

as it flashes by;

it is too blurred.

Where did the time go?

Even now, as I write,

where is it going so quickly?

I have lost track.

The train rounded a curve

and I was thrown.

I have yet to hit the ground.