07/26/2026
Poem #265
Nov. 19th, 2024
Written by: Cody Ogle (myself)
Photo Taken by: Unknown
Authors note: A poem from a chapter of my life when everything felt uncertain. I wrote this as a reflection on how quickly life can change and how easy it is to feel lost. Looking back now, I'm grateful it became a reminder that even the darkest moments are chapters, not the whole story.
Hands of Time
One slip up can lead to
A perilous walk
Down a treacherous path.
Disoriented
Plagued with fatigue
Death feeling imminent.
Solutions nonexistent
Time slipping away
Gone in a flash.