Tired From Tomorrow

Today feels like Yesterday. Tomorrow

I presume will imitate Today.

Today never was going to be promising.

So was Yesterday.

Tomorrow doesn’t look bright.


The sun was on time.

Today was not ready. Nor was I,

I envied Yesterday, who would find the

deepest of slumber for all of tomorrow.

Today and I mourned for Yesterday

And Tomorrow patiently waited for the sun.

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