James Mitchell Poet Ballad

Looking For Tomorrow

Dear journal, 
   today I cried.
Broke down in tears,
   and couldnt stop,
   no matter how hard I tried.
It hurts to think,
   and physical pain makes me not want to move.
I feel out of gas,
   whats left to prove?
                                      Dear journal,
                                             today was better,
                                             but I still feel the pain.
                                     Outside my window,
                                            as well as behind my eyes,
                                            I see the rain.
                                       I see though,
                                             that everyday can be                                              filled with sorrow.
                                      But things will get better,
                                              I just have to keep my                                              eyes on tomorrow.

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