I’ve seen the future

I’ve seen the future and it’s scary

Let me save you some time—don’t bother, my friend,

It scares me to think about it

Sometimes I wish not to,

I wish to go to bed, clear-headed and empty

And wake up the same in the morning,

Except it’s never that way, especially not these days

Things are getting scared, nothing is sacred

That snake you thought you once killed

Lurks unchallenged in the garden

I fear for my kids, I dread about my wife

What would happen to my life

If I’m gone, leaving them behind

With nothing besides empty promises, broken dreams and unpaid bills?

I roll back and forth on the bed

Wishing for a respite—an antidote to escape this fear

Only when the morning comes

Do I feel better, somewhat, to confront the fear

That tomorrow might bring along.