From Here

© 2015 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz

I don’t know where to go from here.
Time has told, and the end is near.
The bright horizon’s looking like a hazy mirror.
Things I thought I’d figured out are not so clear

Dreams are fed by lofty minds.
Some folks give it all to try
To make that crystal ball come true, like make believe.
Imagine they have what it takes for anything.

I am here, where I came to be.
But all seems far away from me.
A diamond shines forever, so they say.
But my vision’s getting dimmer day by day.