Time

A crack in the space time continuum allows me to see,
For just one second how closely I am to what I want to be,
I am so close yet so far away,
I crave to go yet long to stay,
I long for your attention and devotion,
But all too quickly I get lost in the commotion;
Life’s hardness pressures me to be good,
Trying to do what I want, what I know I should,
But deep down I never feel fully satisfied,
A crack in my soul, it’s depth leaves me petrified,
As I realise nothing will be enough to be fulfilled,
Surely wholesomeness and a life well lived?
What if it’s never enough?
If I have to live rough?
Like chasing the end of a rainbow,
The up and down, the high and low,
I miss the simplicity of being a child,
Being so free, so found, so loved, so wild.