Poem: Vision

I used to be able to see the vision.

Now, it is starting to blur.

I do not know what is happening to me.

My eyes have never been the sharpest, but that always saw everything clear.

I knew what me was besides, but I kept looking for what was behind me.

 Even when I should be looking forward, I kept looking back.

For what I do not know why.

The future has always been a mystery.

I wanted it so bad that vison of it never became clear.

I need hope, but the only thing I can see is the fear.

It was what drove me and what makes me think of yesterday.

Yesterday always makes me think it was good.

That vision was never clear.

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