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I Hope Tomorrow is a Better Life

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Have you ever screamed for help only to hear your own echo?

Have you ever stood at a cliff wondering if you could fly?

Below is an assumption, a promise.

Tomorrow?

Have you ever held words in your mouth till they hurt you to swallow?

Have you ever said “fine,” then kept hoping they’d question the lie?

The light is a question, a promise.

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Tomorrow?

Have you ever been loved until loving meant sharing your sorrow?

Have you ever watched care check the clock as you started to cry?

Their love is a favor, a promise.

Tomorrow?

Have you ever grown tired of a love you were only allowed to borrow?

Have you ever walked out of a room without having to justify why?

Goodbye,

Tomorrow.

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David Lee Condrey
David Lee Condrey

Written by David Lee Condrey

I don’t really care about writing. I just care about being heard.