Time and DestinyA Poem by sweetsaltywordsWhat am I doing here?Is destiny a reality? If so, where am I on the map? Am I close to the finish line of success or am I about to pass out from dehydration? I’m tired of running. I am unable to tell one minute from the next and the hands of the clock are always moving in that ridiculous clockwise motion. Everything happened too quickly so there must be a God. Because the idea of infinity with past and future intertwined leaves no option for me. I have to believe in something. I can’t quite put the pieces of this puzzle together and the fact that it’s a puzzle of more than one million pieces makes me uncomfortable. What I do know is that my mistakes are somewhere behind me, in my past. They are a secret only I know but still, they remain alive because of whispers. And those are relentless in my present. Will oblivion sweetly occur when I open the door to my destiny? Or will my fingerprints never leave that damn doorknob… © 2015 sweetsaltywordsReviews
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StatsAuthorsweetsaltywordsLutz, FLAboutWell I love to write. I find myself writing when i've had a really bad day and even when i've had a really good one. Writing helps me get in tune with my emotions and helps me process things. I unders.. more..Writing
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