Tomorrow;
The word itself terrifies me.
The thought of what will happen. Tomorrow.
Will it be happy, sunny, filled with love?
Or depressing, cold, rainy, waiting for disaster?
Tomorrow.
The 'what ifs' of tomorrow.
Tomorrow
The silent scream of fear for tomorrow.
Tomorrow
Is there goodness in tomorrow?
Or just another day for others to fear?
Tomorrow
Something that seems so far, yet is so close.
Tomorrow
A day filled of the unknown.
Tomorrow.
What would I give
For just one more yesterday,
So that I can no longer fear,
Tomorrow?
A/N Hola you beautiful creatures! So I'm back. *does weird pose but falls* it's 1:04 on a Saturday I still have homework to do but I'm procrastinating. Woo procrastination! So I had this poem written a while ago and I was debating to leave this book with or without this poem. But! But but but! A little someone, who had recently read my poems not to long ago requested more or less me to write more and in honor of them, I did. So here you go! Later, I love you guys, stay strong, and remember, you're worth it.
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