What comes next
So what happens now or what comes next?
Am i destined for misery or a life so vexed?
The in between and unseen are things I fear
So far from today yet always close even more near
To me it is an age or a time that we will all see
Still I am scared of what is to be in the future for me
Although I am not in poor health or even sick
They're other reasons that distrust is in me ever so thick
When you are verbally , physically, or mentally destroyed
No longer do you you allow your emotions with to be toyed
I'm far too old to be scarred from threats
Nor will I live the rest of my days living with regrets
And if for no other good reason than I'm too tired
Then I'm leaving this life with the last and only bullet fired
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Recently in a very scary situation that is making me re-analyze my living arrangement. I am constantly looking over my shoulder from fear of threats made against my life. I feel like there is no doubt that they would follow thru and so I'm advocating for my natural right not to carry fear as such.