THE COMPLEXITY OF THE FUTURE

I often think times gone by
When people were able to bear their lot
I want to say that it is still the same but I cannot lie,
Yet life has placed my surroundings in a bad spot.
Fate seems frightening and cold,
The future coming closer and nearer
This I wish I never had to be told,
The past begins to seem more precious and dearer.
I know that hope is not enough,
To propel me into into life
I keep thinking that the journey must be rough
And troubles will be rife.