When it comes true

when it comes true

when my dream is found, 

my goals reached, 

will I be fulfilled? 

will the future be everything I’d hoped, 

or a letdown

a saddening realization of truth 

telling me exactly what I don’t want to hear. 

it can’t be predicted, and that makes me fear that my work isn’t good enough to describe how I feel. 

but if the future was certain, I do not know 

how far my dreams would let me go. 

emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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    And let myself get lost, 

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    I wonder what heaven looks like. I wonder this as an atheist. Is it space, sailing among stars? Is it merely a concept, eternally to be determined, determined by fate?