Today
Scattered regrets and promises lay strewn across my morning floor
The hot life-giving caffeine courses through my veins
I stumble out into the cool dawn, tripping over my emptiness
Uncertainty is my only constant
I look to tomorrow for that bleak little tattered thing called hope
But tomorrow never comes
Tomorrow is always just today
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2019
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