Figure In My Room, Poem

Figure In My Room

There is a figure in my room,
Standing there in the darkness.
Is it my call of certain death
By the evil of this world?
Or is it my guardian angel,
Always protecting me?
I hate not knowing,
But that's the way it is.
If only I could turn on the light,
But I can't find the switch.
Would I benefit by Knowing?
Maybe. Maybe not.
By knowing I could miss everything,
Or I could miss nothing.
Would I enjoy my life more?
Or would I miss not knowing?
Oh well, I will keep looking.
There is no use cheating time,
For time knows everything.
So every moment for itself.
And I'll seize every day.

© Crystal Abeel

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