- Apr 23, 2012
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This will be my first thread here on AS. I am considered a Dark writer, but I see it as me writing about what I see, and how I feel....And I don't see alot. I freewrite, so please do not expect to see a traditional based poem, and I welcome any critiques.
Anyways, thank you for reading.
"Life: A path that branches off depending on what we do, and what we say.
I attempt to walk forward on this path,
But In the end,
As the sun sets on me,
My eyes are behind me,
Focused on the past instead.
Is it because I miss what I have lost,
Or is it because I am afraid of the pain the future might bring?"
Anyways, thank you for reading.
"Life: A path that branches off depending on what we do, and what we say.
I attempt to walk forward on this path,
But In the end,
As the sun sets on me,
My eyes are behind me,
Focused on the past instead.
Is it because I miss what I have lost,
Or is it because I am afraid of the pain the future might bring?"