What The Morning Will Bring

Each night I fall asleep

Never knowing where my dreams will take me

Or what the morning will bring

Will it be excitement that wakes me?

Or will it be fear that plagues me?


Some days I greet the morning

With a vigorous lust for life

And others I long for the darkness to hold me

Keep me hidden

Away from the light


It’s this uncertainty

Emotional instability

Mental volatility

That scares me more than anything

I used to handle the dark days

Because I knew they were coming

I knew what awaited me

But now I never know

What the morning will bring


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