The hairs that fall from my body,
the drops of water that evaporate from me,
those seconds that say good bye to me forever,
Those trivial things I took for granted
gain superiority when I see my forehead
is widening its space;
my skin curling into lines,
and to realize that my days are counted.
My yesterdays and tomorrows
stole my today from me.
And now I am left with only
some moments to live, to really exist.