Category : Poems

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I think all day and sleep through night, thinking about what's to come and sleeping with terror and fright, a void of Darkness cast upon my dreams as I see nothing. I laugh at what's to come and I scream for what's to be. I lie in my mind questioning my every move, determining of what's to come... I see nothing of what's to come, will I live? Will I die? I think of this all the time, my future so undetermined, who or what am I to become? I live my life in my own shadow, just thinking of what's to come! My mind a sea of opportunities, if I do one thing wrong then I may fall, a sea of different paths, millions of open doors just mocking me of what's to come...