My Fate

by Slowly Wondering   May 22, 2008


I sit here awaiting my fate
Of pain and sadness and fear.
I don't want it to come,
Not now not ever.
It's too early for this to come,
I am totally unready for this.
If only I could find a way to run,
Trick this fate into skipping me.
I'm not ready to leave this earth,
There's so much left to be done.
I wish someone could help.
I don't want my time to come.
And yet,
I remain here awaiting my fate.

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