Thoughts provide the subtle taste of failure,
Reality provides the bitter shards of broken dreams,
Future lives within the past,
Present forgoes love that will ever last,
Fear becomes more common than breathing,
Artistic renditions of a life once known,
Become as abstract as the paper,
The story changed,
The characters the same,
How did we end up this way?
In a dark room with your back against a wall,
Do you fear what is behind you,
Metaphorically?
Nay, but indeed chronologically.
The past…
It invades your present,
Threatening your future,
Exceeding your anxiety
Producing the panic that was never meant to be…
Hearts will pound, without interference
Lives unknown will continue,
Future happens,
Unavoidable, yet easily changed
Influenced by today and tomorrows yesterday,
When tomorrow comes will it be the one you made?
Silence…
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