Tomorrow

This place that just seems so hollow Emptiness, it feels like I'm in a tomb I just can't help but weep and wallow When bitterness now fills my room Always trying I am to look to tomorrow When ever the madness dose loom But what as always seems to follow? Sadness, it's now doom and gloom Feels like time I always seem to borrow The forgetfulness, one would assume And yet again, I'm drowning in sorrow Seems meaningless but I'm immune If only my pride I could learn to swallow It's the loneliness I find hard to consume Always trying I am to look to tomorrow Hoping happiness will be in full bloom Here i was taken bits from poems a state of confusion A new age and sublime some words fit well with others in other context Just the way my brain works i suppose probably makes no sense But helps me clear my head a bit at times SO IN AWAY ITS LIKE AN UPDATED OR FOLOW ON FROM A NEW AGE WRITTEN JAN 2013 BY MYSELF D ,SCOTT,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Tomorrow a new beging a new chapter a new faze a new cyical of time a new error