Dear Future Me 2
Dear Future Me,
Death comes twice
Fear is imminent and not that nice
I feel tired
O' so tired
Let me die god
Set me free.
Dear Future Me,
We've survived
The treachery and the lies
we are stronger,
we cry no longer.
we shall fight
to keep ourselves in the light.
We may lose hope, we may fall
but in the end
we are the strongest after all.
This poem is about:
Me