I saw my future within your smile—
very clear and intense—
glimpsing at life, for many miles
like, into a crystal ball.
Alone, I couldn’t see a future at all.
So, I try to endure the fights we have
over me to change
Just to keep the love I found.
But, through the spitting rage
I knocked the crystal ball off its mound.
A crystal ball—is not a bouncing one.
When I foresee,
all my expectations end with me.
Walking on the glass of a broken dream;
A life not lived,
only, foretold and seen.
The allure of you
still hunting me.
I’ve been running for miles,
chasing a dream—trying to keep you happy.
Realizing you were never ordinary, just pursuant of smiles…
but never ordinary.
Will this ever end?
By Mari S.