Today's prompt was to pick a picture from the Liminal Spaces Bot on Twitter (@SpaceLiminalBot) and write about it. Okay then.
My Future Waits Without Me
My future waits without me.
Past keep-out signs and ‘do not cross’
lines,
my future waits without me.
Stage lights on with no show,
my future waits without me.
Empty corridors, no-go areas,
my future waits without me.
Instead of silver, grey.
Instead of mirage, monotony.
My future waits without me.
Around cement corners, my future waits
without me.
On cul-de-sac tenures, my future waits without
me.
Neon lights haunt me.
Silenced applause daunts me.
Spectres of what could have been
mock me.
My future waits, without me.
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