Thursday, May 2, 2019

Tomorrow

It is the same
Dull and repetitive
Word - tomorrow.

When will this be done?
Tomorrow.
When will we spend time together?
Tomorrow.
Will things get better?
Tomorrow.

I am tired
And I do want
To wait until
Tomorrow.

There is also
The possibility
There will not
Be one.

Let my tired bones rest,
And perhaps I shall sleep,
Eternally in peace.
Or I perhaps I shall rise.
We will not know
Until the sun shines

Tomorrow.


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