Tomorrow

Ever longful nights

Filled with sorrowful sights

I fear the foolish frights

Of grand inescapable heights

 

The nights grow longer

While days grow shorter

It leaves me confined in a corner

With fear that has no border

 

 

I fear what might happen tomorrow

Waves of weary worries and sorrow

And guilts of the past that follow

Hoard in my heart that is already hollow