My future is not clear.
But that does not mean I fear it.
For I trust that the future will not betray me;
I cannot be fearful of something that holds such weight in its hands.
After all, my past was my future.
And even though the past holds terrors,
those terrors made me myself.
And who would I be if not me?
I know the future will throw many things in my path;
anything it takes to break my confidence,
make me stumble,
and throw me to the wolves.
But whatever it holds,
I will face it head on.
With all my strength,
and all my weakness.
I will not let the future get the best of me.
The present does that well enough,
however hard I try.
Their forces combined I could not stand.
Still, I continue my fight every day and every night.
Doing my best to make the right choices,
and hoping I can help others stand next to me,
wherever my path winds.
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June Writings
RandomI'm trying to write every day in June, and I will (hopefully) be posting them all here. I'm using prompts that I found online because I cannot for the life of me start writing on one of my pre-existing ideas.
