Undesired Destiny

• Chrissy Quinn, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2011

To be or not to be, i pondered in my sleep. Dreaming dreams of love and death, i could not help but weep.

My loved ones my family, i will lose one day. But it won’t come soon, i tell myself, as i begin to pray.

Fear is seen through the eyes, and in each small tear. As the day appears so quietly, we lose those oh so dear.

I told myself they'd never die, i lied to myself again. So i took myself to the couch, with my paper and my pen.

Writing myths of love and pain, i've come to my conclusion. Finally i've convinced myself, that life is just an illusion.