Tomorrow Without Today
Time passing quickly,
the things that we cherish
they are constantly fleeting.
People we love,
through our choices we leave them,
aging so fast since the last time
we have seen them.
Time leaving us without pause.
Moments in our memories,
only a photos'
window into the past,
just a glimpse of the reality
of our expedient aging.
Time chasing us forward,
yet keeping us racing
to get the time.
A time away from overbearing reality,
a time of contentment and plenty,
that we rarely have the time to appreciate.
A time we sacrifice for
the time we do not have to sacrifice.
Time leaving us, looking onward and behind us,
waiting to die, wanting to live,
missing those we left behind
and those we will leave behind,
crying and smiling at the same time,
with a time.
Love without love,
life without life,
sorrow without pain.
happiness without joy,
time without living,
dying without dying.
P. J. Campise
