My Future

Dedicated to Miss BriAnne, who declared this her favorite poem of mine.

It was too late

You'd left me to Fate

I will not go down so fast

This isn't like our past.

It's already too late

You've left me to Fate

This is becoming rather unpleasant

I'm afraid this is our present.

It will be too late

You will leave me to Fate

I'm not tending to your sutures

I won't let this be my future.