Finding Contentment

The many phases of me

so many faces I see

deciding, overriding

who I thought I'd be

chasing my decisions

filling my head with doubt

if I turned to see what follows me

would I ever make it out

Out of my head

out of my mind

watching the clock

to turn back time

sneaking ahead

falling behind

time and again

I sit here, blind

to what once was

to what will be

dodging the thoughts

pursuing me

entire worlds

here in my mind

crumble and fall

and intertwine

begging the change

changing the plea

discarded, rewarded and then rearranged

till swaddled in soil

consumed by the dirt

the constant turmoil

disguised by the hurt

that altered the path

re added the math

leaving questions unanswered

as time sits back and laughs

as we try to out run

what is predestined to come

no fear is out done

simply a game for the young

as age quickly covers ground

changing the moon into sun

when we turn back around

another phase has begun

Of all the places I've been

and things I've still yet to try

no matter how thin my skin

what good is looking behind