Future

Future

 

Here I am

Standing at the edge

Of this great world

Staring down

Past the bright stars

Into the greenness of it

The blueness

I see life

I see beauty

Even in the pain

This is where I am

Standing at the edge

Of the future

And I am not afraid.

Comments

Danna Hobart

Edge

bright stars

green 

blue

beauty, 

pain,

a bunch of cliche. 

LaireOfIthilien

How is this constructive criticism? It seems DEstructive to me, but I could be wrong...

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