planning a future
your not here and the atmosphere is anything but delicate
thoughts roam around the air in a gentle breeze
distance is between us yet i feel your soul as it breathes
an uneasy feeling of the past
scars on my fingers for holding on tightly
yet the rope collapsed

this is present day
2018
and you are not here with me
as i stand and take a look of what surrounds me
the future as i thought it not as clear as it seems
to live life is to be free

seeking into the past
into the role i was perhaps miscast
actions were drastically misshaped
a setback for love got me off the right track

*the future is a present to the unknown past