Bending time

Tomorrow I will see what happened next year.

My mind has a way of twisting the very fabric of time.

Living to please the fears of tomorrow, I am tossed.

Tossed here and there without a cause, I am torn.

My mind relentlessly tears at my very soul, hurling me

into a new dimension of the unknown..... yet another future.

What will be next is what comes to mind....... yet it is oblivion.

whip whizzing through the folds of my unrelenting view of time.

I am lost at times, stuck in times yet come, the what if's.

Still trapped in the fears of the failures of times long gone.

My trap is set, yet is still to come. The future, the past, all a blur.

Today I will choose to live in the present, right here and now.