Stuck

I see the seasons fly on by And I Defenseless against the hands of time Standing still in my moment As the trees turn from greens to yellows to browns And STILL I Frozen in some past time Remnants scattered at my feet I stand crying yearning for the now I am captured in this never ending loop Past to present back to past to present Where is my future? How does one escape the loop to go on When my mind holds me in the memories!