Unic Cjonr Poet ABC

When Tomorrow Comes

I see stars through the 
darkest of nights.

I can feel the magnetic 
echoes.

Drawing me closer to the 
moon.

Although I am blinded by 
being high.

I see the rainbows. 

After my sin is washed 
away.

I feel the love on a 
battleground.

I see the blood painted by 
hate.

Coloring the land red in 
circles.

All around.

I crave for my violet arms.

To survive another day.

I crave for my poisoned 
veins.

Flowing with the constant 
pain.

Just one break.

I need.

To give.

Not to receive.

Not to deceive.

I fly without touching the 
blue skies.

I fly where angels die.

I say tomorrow will be the 
end.
 
The promised day.

Futured by feature.

I say, I say, I say.

I drive with my mind.

She is behind the wheel.

I drive my life  straight 
into the tunnel of shame.

Measured against plastic.

The steel is cast but 
moulded into clay.

I forgive the ones I hate.

I forgive.

But not to be forgiven.

This is my wish.

This is what I will pray.

When tomorrow comes.

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