Future Visions

The sun shinesbrightthen burns Without glassesdark spotsbecome spiders The horizonslipsout of grasp My searching handsfindnothing The miragecreatedfrom fear Future visionsfleeat the sight of me Weekly Theme: New Year

Foresight is for The Fools

Stay with me hereIn this momentLeave foresight to the foolsAnd we can be young Forever Eugi's Weekly Prompt: Foresight