Not My Feeling (a poem)

Tomorrow Never Knows.
I have a pretty good idea.
About the next day.
The day after too.

Time is endless.
In the void.
A colorless, gray place.
Not my scene.
Not my feeling.
Here I am.

We all take turns here.
And it was mine.

There will come a shard of light.
A path made clear.

A passion felt.
I will move forward, in time.

Not My Feeling (a poem) by
Christina Schmidt, MA