The Future

May 4, 2018
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Always there and never wandering

Never sleeps and never rests

Always reminding me of my eventual demise 

Even when I am on the rise

It's always just out of my reach

Sucking me dry like a leach

While I toss and turn in bed it makes me think about things I said

When I awake it makes me wonder if one day there will be rain and thunder

Deserted cities may one day be serenity

The thought of "one day" makes me cry

Because on that day I might just die






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WolfWhisperer0911This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
today at 2:22 pm
@jibril Great poem!
 
celia-unicorn said...
May 11 at 11:45 pm
This is amazing. It really made me think about life.
 
jibrilThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
May 12 at 3:40 am
Thank you so much
 
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