I see your future

I see your future, asking for directions in an unknown town and taking advice from strangers who have no sense of direction. 

I see your future, sitting in a waiting room while you grow tired of patients with your leg fidgeting waiting for the perfect moment, in which it passed years ago.

I see your future, looking through old photos hoping to recreate moments wishing things were done differently. 

I see your future, dwelling on the past, hauling around bad memories as if it were your precious treasure chest.

I see your future, as in the future is now, worrisome about a tragedy that has yet to take place. 

To keep from living day by day we create our own darkroom and continue to be blind in search of the switch in our past and future. Yet we fail to see our own light within.