Most of my thought is consumed by fear and uncertainty.

My future holds the key.

My future consumes me whole.

Fear and uncertainty are my futures spawn,

Its wild children.

I can’t keep from cowering at the sight of the great beyond.

Fear to my left, uncertainty to my right.

I feel as though I am wondering blindly through a long hall filled with obstacles.

That’s life.

Its not supposed to be easy,

It’s your future its not supposed to be known.

It’s called reality the scariest monster that roams.