Snatched moments from time

Time is slipping away, from me, away towards infinity. Back to where it all begun. I stand and watch it float. My legs digging deeper and deeper into the wet sands, as if the burden of my being is increasing by the moment, making me unable to move in any direction. I stand still. Frozen. Emotionless. The dead weight inside of me holds me back from taking flight. I want to bubble away, be vulnerable, burst open, die…and then live. But instead, I have find myself in a deep freeze state, perfectly slicing & fitting my life in the ice cube box. A lot of work goes into the preparations for it. I am always ready. To be melted into nothingness. I ready myself to lose my shape and state on a daily basis. I want to stay on, linger, float, fly…shapeless, yet leave back a footprint, on the soul.