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
Copyright © David Scott | Year Posted 2014
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