Melodies of the Future

a reminder of the rhymes of the past

Melodies of the future
often rhyme with the past.
In hallways adorned with broken dreams,
none of them born to last,
the floors are paved with failures
in hopes to find success.
However, the only things that can be found here
are emptiness and stress.


Sick of all the dancing,
the painful reminders of my strife.
How all my peers went from gambling
to settling down with a wife.
Straying from the danger, i did as I was told,
but now I'm still where I started
with no one left to hold.
Is this what was best for me?
To stay put where I was?
Was being cautious about my future
truly a wasted cause?
I wonder what those people think,
after turning a new leaf,
of people who, like me,
have never even had a drink.
Spending days wasting away
is far from perfection,
yet there was a growing part of me
that claimed i was headed in a better direction.
In times like these I doubt it,
and the more that I reflect,
I wonder what life would have provided,
had i decided to defect.
I suppose I'll never know,
but I'm sure that in due time,
this life will provide me my own melody
and maybe a better rhyme.