I’m trapped in a room with two figures
Bickering like children we argue
Their names are the past and the future
The past is chained to the floor, but for some reason has the most presence
Though it can’t do anything, each shriek it yells sends a chill down my spine
I think the frightening thing is that it will always be here in this room
Even if I try I can’t seem to break it’s chains and let it go
The future runs around eccentric, constantly changing shapes
It renders me like an animal staring at a predator, trying to see what move it does next
Even with all that, the future still listens to every word I have to say
For some reason I can control something so chaotic and that petrifies me
I am a mixture of both, the past and the future
I have a chain latched on to my leg, but I can still move freely
And though we argue I’m still filled with joy because their both here
With them, I will never be alone
The past brings wisdom and happy memories that put a smile on my face
The future brings aspirations and dreams that push me towards who I want to be
I bring the sensations, I am the eye taking in the marvelous earth and all it’s creations
Each of us are similar, it’s the balance of all of us that creates something as elegant as life
Who am I, you ask?
I am the gift that we’re all given with every breath
I am the present
Submitted: December 25, 2020
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