Time As A Blur

86,400 in a day

I do not feel present in my consequences

In the hurry of existence, faces are a blur and fading

Faster than the knowledge I can attain

Sustaining the memories I cannot keep up with


Running in a sea of emotions

I am a part of the rest

Like specs in water or air in sky

The hazed face of a dream that is vaguely remembered

This is humanity in whole


Being surrounded in a sea of bodies

Depicting my face through the crowd

I am only an absolute of partial wellbeing


Lauren Truong is a second year student at Valencia College. She is an English major and plans to further her education at Florida State University in the fall of 2019. This is her first published piece.