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Standing over a sinking sea of time
Like grains of sand from an hourglass
Slipping through my fingers
To liminal spaces we call the past
Though it's never really far from mind
My thoughts linger on our short mortality
Reality of it all takes away my breath
It's not even the thought of death so much
As the way I was always in a rush
Hurrying along from here to there
I wish I had taken the time to show you i care
I wish I had said all the things in my chest
It was the day an old friend didn't remember my name
That I realized I have failed to express
Who I am
My gratitude and love, my shame and anger all unspoken
But that line of time still remains unbroken
No going back and fixing the past
We only have the present and those we still have
So next time I see you I'm taking it slow
I'll say all the things
I'll make sure you know
That I'm there
That I care
And that you're never alone
It still haunts me to think about your brother by the way
Must have felt so forsaken with that barrel in his mouth
Or my cousin's dad and mother and how they checked out
So many lives broken
I wish I had spoken with you again
I thought there would be another chance my friend
After all we were young
I taught you to read
Last thing I expected was your funeral at seventeen
So next time I see you in another face on the street
Maybe I'll stop the person and make them a friend
Because maybe they need me
Or maybe I need them
I'll leave you with this
Be there when you can
Together to watch these falling grains of sand
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