Amnesia620

A simple tear in the time continuum,
A secret glance at the future near,
trying to understand what will occur,
just moments before time will catch up.

What if this is really how it's supposed to be,
maybe we've all blocked out our abilities and gifts,
although unique, the one's like mine,
may once have a chance to alter the unknown.

Could we and should we interfere in that realm,
has a higher power given us this to use,
is it an intentional gift to strengthen our will,
or a method to test our resistance to insanity?

Some don't believe me when I speak,
others choose to not listen to me,
a few laugh and others pretend to care,
occasionally I'm tested, to see if I'm a liar.

How can you say to a person the words of "I love you",
when they have never met you before,
but you know them in ways unimaginable,
as you've spent long hours with them in many dreams.

It's scary to think there is someone,
out there who knows you intimately,
someone who is there to catch you,
long before you know you will fall.

Am I supposed to catch as many as I can,
or just let them fall into the darkness,
is there a reason for my secret sight,
or is it a gift without explanation?

When in love, how should I forewarn,
think only with my head, never my heart,
for too many mistakes made, I now regret,
while interlocked in moments of passionate love.

Insecure eyes stay blind by a heart questioned,
visions now eternally silenced by still lips,
too unique for a common thing like love,
should I dare a chance once more in time?

To attempt a chance always able to kill,
striving to love and be loved the same,
true sight explained, life lived once before,
perhaps silence is a present virtue.

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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620