Due Date

The search for a due date never stops I seem to have lived in the shadow of my existence Tell me when the apocalypse will be, and I will set my watch Seeking and stumbling in vein I want answers! I may know when my first breath was drawn But when will be my last!? When the winds of opportunity blow in my favor I pray for an extension of the deadline And sometimes When adversity stalks me and troubles beset me I feel incarcerated here Sometimes I've wanted to up and leave this place Some people actually have Uncertainty befalls me The faith I have is shaken And the 6 o'clock news takes what's left Who will stand unchanged by the tide of rumor? Can't my heart just beat inside the moments that I have?! What life is it at all, to be afraid to die? By: Kyle Ezra Kriticos