In your eyes I’ve seen the future,
As the dawn has light beset,
As the shadows reach and fashion,
As the winds whip and reset...
I am tortured by the sorrow,
And the nature of the miss...
As I glance into the chasm,
Undefined and unremissed.
Cast into the reigns of chances,
Poised to make the same mistakes;
Mystified, I keep on walking,
Grabbing on to glares of hope.
