The Unknown

by Flea   Sep 22, 2004


Do you ever wonder
Where this life will lead us?
In the end, what does happen?
We don't know,
Until it is the end...
That's a good thing,
Most people think.
But to me, it isn't.
I hate not knowing the unknown.
Till it really does happen.
And it's too late.
I hate surprises.
Whatever life throws at me.
Fear the unexpected, never prepared.
Always wonder about the next minute.
The next hour, even the next day.
Will I lose someone I care about?
Will I die tomorrow?
I hate change as much as I hate the unknown.
Most of all, I fear reality.
Weeks will fly by,
With years following behind.
What will happen in the future?
What will happen to me?
To them?
Who knows...
And I hate it.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Eibutsina

    WOW Could I relate to this piece as well - you sound like me a control freak LoL No offence cause I am totally one too but i also think about the things you have spoken about in your poem - probably think about these too much which is my biggest problem! A great piece hun really enjoyable read i could very much relate too!

  • 20 years ago

    by yup

    A thought provoking poem. What do we know about the future? All I can offer is this. Live. Do not fear the unknown. How would we have met otherwise?
    Keep writing dahling.
    Luv Kelly

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