The reflection of time

Time is only
a continuous
mocking mirror
that forever
reflects
back to when
your feebleminded
feet timidly took those
first noble steps
down that
illustrious isle
towards intimacy .
But then your mind
murmurs back into the
pitiful present realms of reality.
Leaving you
to cower
and cry
still wondering
where the time went by .

Author's Note

My viewpoint on time itself. I wrote this while my brain was collapsing from my over draining shunt.