Too much time has been spent focusing on the past Without it this reality would not exist But settling in the comfort of familiarity is not growth
This new reality is the next step It's uncomfortable But there's no more time for experiments test runs or observation
Time to glance ahead With feet planted in the present Not because the future is bright Like everyone chatters about But because it's coming And it's coming now
Hard lessons have yet to be learned Deaths and heartbreak will be mourned Catastrophies will turn back the clock Undoing everyone's hard work
Only so much growth can sprout from the nutrients of one event And survival results in a layer of strength just to be worn off by the next wave
I'm panicking a lot about the future. Usually I don't need to look ahead, but some things in my life are telling me I have to.