Tomorrow's Hours
Hey Me,
Is the loneliness I feel meant to be substantial? Is my heart meant to be edged with red pain? Am I maent to walk the grey roads of life alone?
The days to come do not change. They do not shift but remain unwavering. I live a life from the outside looking in. I watch as life, in all of it's splender, passes me by. Why am I cursed to find myself my most loyal companion?
The joy's of my heart are not always there as they should be. Time spent is not that quickly given. Tomorrow's hours will be spent alone. Just as yesterday's were.
Laters,
- ME
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