Waiting

I’m just killing time

While time is killing me

Remembering a time

That is yet to be

I’m just standing still

Going no-where fast

Waiting for a moment

Coming out of my past

I’m strolling on the brink

Of my sanity

Carrying the burden

Of humanity

I’m watching life bloom

Then wither away

Moments glitter briefly

But they never stay

I’m counting each grain

Of sand that is falling

Hearing all the ghosts

Of past lives calling

I’m feeling each grain

Bring me nearer the door

Waiting for the time

To shed this skin once more