today i’m a teenage girl
but tomorrow is a fresh start
today i will soak my pillow in tears
5 minutes after waking up
tomorrow i will soak my pillow in tears
5 hours after waking up
today i cry to my mother
tomorrow i hate her
today i tell my boy i love him
tomorrow i cry over him
today i took a shower
tomorrow i cant get out of bed
today i drank 6 cups of coffee
tomorrow i drink vodka
it burns all the way down
tastes like freedom and july
today the air smells like vanilla and saltwater
tomorrow the air tastes like nothing
today i didn’t get enough sleep
tomorrow i cant wake up
everyday is different
knowing everything is temporary
is a comforting feeling
i wont feel like this forever
i wont feel like this tomorrow
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Author:
sarra (
Offline) - Published: August 22nd, 2023 18:29
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
A clever poem sarra - I enjoyed it but wondered how Vodka can taste like July? Remember that today is yesterday's tomorrow!
reminds me of the fourth of july and good memories!!
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