Pulled down constantly by the universe, <br />I want to relent and give to darkness. <br />I feel that my fate is consuming me, <br />Even though my fate is still unknown to me, <br />I feel the gravity of destiny. <br />As I fall through the dark I see it all. <br />My past and present, future unwritten. <br /> <br />I see my fear of love and hurting others, <br />I see my longing for a relation, <br />I see my family's expectations, <br />I see my dreams to be a great success, <br />I see the stereotypes about me, <br />I see the crime in my life and my fear. <br /> <br />Then I see everything that makes myself. <br />I see the smile of my favorite song, <br />I see how hard I try to not be slow, <br />I see how hard I chase my desire, <br />I see my own sense of twisted humor, <br />I see that I am an unfinished book, <br />Still yet to be defined a mystery. <br />Down, down I cease to fall and find the ground. <br />There in the dark I continue waiting. <br />There, in darkness, I shall wait for future.<br /><br />Hannah Bryson Price<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/future-67/
