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Oct 2015
I was just walking home,
With my music in my ears
When I felt something odd
Something quite akin to fear

I turned and looked behind me
And my vision started to change
All I saw was darkness
Which to me seemed quite strange

In this darkness, a whisper of movement
I saw memories, both old and new
But I didn't see anything else
The darkness remained the same hue

But then I looked ahead
And everything I saw was bright
These things hadn't happened yet
But I almost teared up at the sight

I saw friends and family die,
But I saw them brought back to life

I saw arguments, hatred and tears
But I also saw victories, and cheers

I saw myself alone,
Writing poems by myself
I saw myself with friends
Doing this, then something else

Together to the end,
The definition of a friend
When I am left alone,
I cry out for them in sorrow

Then I returned to reality,
Shrugged my shoulders and just walked home
Because I understood what I saw
As I walked that road alone

There is no future in the past,
So put it all behind
Yet in the future there's always
Something new for you to find

Don't reflect on what you've done
Just live in the here and now,
And strive for the future
You'll be happy, this I vow.

I discovered all of this,
In just a few seconds of thought
Imagine what you could think
With the time that you so sought.
I literally just wrote this, the moments before it was uploaded. This is a poem that says a bit about me. I hate being alone, yet it is necessary for me to be alone to write poetry. And when I'm away from my friends I call for them "in sorrow". And I do believe that everyone should look forward to the future, for there is no future (nothing to look forward to) in the past. Hence why it is the past (behind). Have a good one :)
Viseract
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Viseract  23/Trans Female/Adelaide
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