The Future

What holds the future?

It’s so obvious,

Crystal balls you ask,

What you get to hear!

I can see with my eyes,

Predict the world crumbling down.

Wash away my emotions

Leaving all behind me

I wait for the right time

To uphold and surrender.

 

It’s too long a wait,

Standing alone at the gate.

Turn back time if I could

Return those sentiments.

Leave all that fears aside

And live for the hope to be

I hear it approaching

So desperate and sudden

Nothing but the future,

It’s always about to happen!



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