Time and Destiny

Time and Destiny

A Poem by sweetsaltywords
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What am I doing here?

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Is destiny a reality? If so, where am I on the map?


Am I close to the finish line of success or am I about to pass out from dehydration?


 I’m tired


of running.


I am unable to tell one minute from the next and the hands of the clock are always moving


 in that ridiculous clockwise motion. Everything happened too quickly so there must be a


 God. Because the idea of infinity with past and future intertwined leaves no option for 


me. I have to believe in something. 


 I can’t quite put the pieces of this puzzle together and the fact that it’s a puzzle of more


 than one million pieces makes me uncomfortable. 


What I do know is that my mistakes are somewhere behind me, in my past.  


They are a secret only I know but still, they remain alive because of whispers.


 And those are relentless in my present. 


Will oblivion sweetly occur when I open the door to my destiny? 


Or will my fingerprints never leave that damn doorknob… 

© 2015 sweetsaltywords


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Beautifully written! Only a couple punctuation problems. Also, had some trouble understanding, maybe you could be a little more descriptive? If you aren't looking for feedback, disregard :) Wonderful!

Posted 8 Years Ago


sweetsaltywords

8 Years Ago

Haha, thanks so much! I'll look over the punctuation! Wrote it at night so didn't check too much the.. read more
Collyn

8 Years Ago

Haha I do the same thing

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Added on December 7, 2015
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Tags: time, destiny, success, reality, god, life, confusion

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sweetsaltywords
sweetsaltywords

Lutz, FL



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Well I love to write. I find myself writing when i've had a really bad day and even when i've had a really good one. Writing helps me get in tune with my emotions and helps me process things. I unders.. more..

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