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Future Unknown

What will happen?

By Becca MaharPublished 8 years ago 1 min read
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Lighting flashing

and the wind crying

so many emotions flood me at once.

The painful tightening of my chest

brings tears to my eyes

and collapsing is inevitable.

To be whipped up in the wind

and rain would be but a dream,

lost in the forgotten ages of my past.

Ambition and motivation are a

forgotten concept to me.

The near future scares me

because I don’t know where I’m going.

Do you know where you

are going?

Do any of us know?

Any answer would be acceptable.

But no answer can even be conceived

without facing reality.

Cheers to pains of the past

and the uncertainty of the future.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Becca Mahar

Poetry is my passion. I tend to spill my heart out in my writing, so if you enjoy compelling emotional poems, my page is for you. I'm a neverending abyss of emotions.

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