Monday, November 23, 2009

Poem: Tomorrow (#3?)

I'm finally feeling well,
and it's time to go to sleep.

The long battle of my day is over.
All day I've been
hungry, anxious, scared,
in pain, nervous, rushed,
bored, frustrated, and more.

When I've finally come down,
to where I have wanted to be;
calm, fed, happy, at peace:
It's time to go to bed.

After all my fighting,
I've finally won,
only to sleep,
starting over again,
tomorrow.

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