Time Clings like moss

its difficult to see oneself physically growing older, approaching 40 while mentally feeling as still in ones 20’s and nothing close to that of an “adult”

Time clings like moss
My body covered in it

Through the thin skin on my hands
it shows as veins

Moisturize, hydrolyze to paralyze the time
A worn down shell
betrays the image of my mind

The ground has grown much harder
than the green grass of youth
even summer winds blow a little colder too

The cycles all have passed to fast
and even faster now
as the time just clings like moss
until my form is covered
its shape completely lost

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