FUTURE
- Jun 21
- 1 min read
By CMcC
Her hands poised over the crystal ball, she glared intensely at me,
‘Relax, my dear, sit back, enjoy. Let me tell you what I can see’.
Gazing into the colourful sphere, her words began to spill,
Listening intently to my future, all was well.. until..
Her voice began to tremble and she cut the reading short,
She said she wasn’t feeling well, she was going to abort.
I left the building feeling strange, like something wasn’t right,
Pain in my chest, fall to the ground, I head towards the light…