Intuition

The past clings closer

To those who fear it

But it seems, 

I can't shake my own

Fear isn't what draws it

Like a moth to candle light 

But my own weary apprehension

I know I'm fine

That no harm will come

But it's still there, in the far

Reaches of my mind

Warning me

Always keeping watch

So that the past

Doesn't become another reality

Author's Note

As always, reviews are welcome and greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading me! ;)

Reviews

[T. Logan]

This is beautiful. And true. If people could let the unimportant details of the past go, life would be more enjoyable.

[Serenity Faith]

Very nicely done Skye, as always! History will repeat itself, but only if you don't learn from the past.

[Forever Hidden]

I don't understand how a human can come up with such beautiful poems!

[Skye]

There are some out there better them me, I promise you, but thanks none the less. :)

[amanda]

thats amazing skye :)

[Skye]

Thanks, dear. I appreciate it. :)