Tomorrow....

When tomorrow comes and you're no longer here
words that would fill me with cold deep fear
more than I am entitled to say
not sure if I would last a day

How could I bear to listen alone
to the wind as it stops it song and moans
a sad dirge of selfish misery
I am just an object there for mockery

but if friends I love and need to know
ever were to up and go
then all the point of breathing deep
would vanish leaving me to weep

Author's Note

ME being a stupid dope.......

Reviews

[Sofea]

It's actually quite nice !
It was a good read :)
I like how you portrayed the emotions.

Changes happen, people in our lives come and go,
Hoping for some direction, is a new path going to show?
More than often we would hope and hope,
That no matter what happens we won't be left all alone.

Again, nice one ;)

Sofea