They gave me reality alterations-
told me to rest:
tomorrow will bring better days.
I question the existence of tomorrow-
I've been awake all night, counting stars and
it would seem, at this hour
today never ended so how could it ever arrive?
The opening line is brilliant and the whole poem is meaningful. Thanks, Amberlee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like how you ended this with a question. throws the reader into a spin back to the start. Sus.