The Future

Our futures don’t exist
we cannot turn back time
we write our actions with actions
and with our lies.
The truths we tell bring pain and salvation,
though lies we live breed protection and damnation.
The choices we make forge roads to resolution,
our roads can be bright and paved with gold like a celebration,
or dark and paved with burning coal and desperation
the future we see never existed
only end game causes of our questions
the answers we derived from sorrow or bliss
will create the future that does not exist.