Confounded
Am lost, petrified, mortified
Just the thought of the future haunts my mind
Knowing that your path’s becoming so obscure
Not a good word about it u can find!
Torn between the lines, and pages
Of this book we call our life’s story
That all this happiness we are told comes with it
Is nothing short of an old memory
That haunted you all your life
That changed the very purpose you held so dear
And from this one verse
All you read was, doubt, confusion… Fear!
“Past actions mold us!”… They said
“God has a purpose for all”, they proclaimed
“There’s always a way”, they whispered
Didn’t take into events that it always rains
And when it does,
Those past actions haunt you
And deep in your mind you get lost
Can’t tell if all this is a lie or the truth
Now am stuck in a corner
And you are left wanting more
But this is all I can share
Until of my own future I am sure!
Copyright © Eliel Vasquez | Year Posted 2013
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