The Future

Fog

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The future appears quite clear once it has become the past

But before the details crisply emerge

They swirl in a murky fog

Fear has a grip on me

Tightening its grasp until it steals my breath

Afraid of the unknown, failure and success

Of getting what I want

Or possibly not

Tell me it will be ok

That things will turn out alright

Even if it won’t

I need to have something to believe

Tell me you are here

That I’m not alone

Cause when you are near

I’m ok

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2 Responses to The Future

  1. Margaret says:

    Have faith – you can do whatever you put your mind to!!! I just know it!

  2. Beth says:

    This touched me so deeply. This poem describes exactly where I’m at right now. I know I don’t know you, but thank you for posting this…:)

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