The Sands of time are running out for me.
I'm older but not wiser- not even close.
I always believed with age you would be more fulfilled.
But I remain empty...Maybe emptier.
Because my children are now my whole world and they grow more independent everyday.
Where will I be when they don't need me anymore? Alone and useless?
I'll just fade into the shadows.
I look back too often.
I always said I wouldn't and shouldn't.
But I do.
What could I have done differently?
What choice should I have made?
I always thought I would meet someone who would save me.
A soulmate to inspire and encourage me.
But I don't think that they exist.
You need to save yourself
But I don't know who I am anymore.
Let alone know how to save me!
Everything I thought I was good at it seems I am actually not.
Not in the universe I exist in anyway...
I sit in the shadows of everyone in my world.
Desperate to basque in the sun but without the confidence to do it on my own.
I don't want to be bitter but I fear that I am.
So much wasted, So much missed out on...
They say it is never too late.
I hope this is true.
I don't want to go to my grave feeling like an also ran.
But those Sands won't stop. Not even for a second...