in the dark I wonder at tomorrow
that uncertain future that waits
in the shadows of our minds
the voices that tell us its not worth the wait
that no matter the future it won't get better
in the twilight hours the voices are screaming
a thousand and one thoughts
calculating how long to hold on
with the realization that tomorrow is empty
without a change to the now
with every uneven breath I breath out
the dark feels ever consuming
yet as i breath in the air it is plausable
it seems simpler
an internal fight never won
for tomorrow is always today and today is always yesterday
in the passing of a breath
