my life is rushing by
in a swirl of color and a
cacophony of sound.

there are no pauses, no rests
(no reprieves)
only slight breaks in the years
and gaping holes in the wo-

-rds that I attempt to say.
(they can't tell you what i
mean)

and I want to slow down
and wait for a moment
have a pause to
reflect, recollect, collect
my thoughts.
(maybe we'll find
meaning in the things
i don't say)

i want my life to last forever,
but i want more than that,
(don't i always,
i can't learn to
settle)
i want each moment to be
a little forever.

i want a pause
a rest
(a reprieve)
to have more than
slight breaks in the years
and to rid myself of those
gaping holes in the

w
o
r
d
s

I

attempt

to

say.

(they don't mean
a thing
cause they're
words
on a page and
i can't ever tell you
face-to-face)