Tomorrow

will come and what it holds no one will know but him, my God.

Things may look good tomorrow and all the frustration that is going on is really starting to eat at me.

I try to be strong and fight back but there is so much I have to go through that I just can’t seem to make myself come to the terms that it all going to work out.

Will tomorrow give me the comfort that I need or will it bring on more pain then I want to deal with at this time?

As tune goes by I just hope things will change because I just can’t bear to keep things the same and I just want to get rid of the memories so bad for then the dreams wouldn’t be like this and I wouldn’t be waking up so confused and unclear of why they were in my dreams.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes