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FUTURE

It mocks me
Dangling so close by, yet still intangible

Just barely out of reach
But I can still see it,

I feel it’s pressure, like a stalker
Breathing down my neck

It forces me to go on
In hopes of something better

Of something more
Of something worthwhile

Is it possible, that I was destined
Is there such a thing as fate

Please fate… nurture me
I don’t want to try anymore
For something that doesn’t exist

Destiny take over,
Make me a life worth living

Or just kill me now