Watching aspirations blow away
upon breezes of despair
and I can’t help wondering
where all the time went.
Once I was young
and the days stretched before me
like the proverbial gold paved highway of opportunity.
Yet the seconds ticked away
and were carelessly spent.
The days added up into years
until…
One day I awoke in fear,
an old man
in an old man’s bachelor apartment,
looking back with regret at my vanished youth
and finding the words
I could’ve been
tattooed upon my lips.
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Thank you for reading.