Tomorrow will come, I know this.
How, and when, and how fast...
I don't know.
But tomorrow will come.
Maybe tomorrow will hold more rage than today,
And maybe it won't... but I don't know.
Maybe deep down inside
I really don't care either.
But sometimes the rage is like a silk rope
Tied into a tight noose around my neck.
I can't loosen it,
I can't move my arms,
And my legs dangle freely from the ground.
But I keep on livin',
I keep on going,
And tomorrow keeps on comin'.
Yesterday might be in the past,
But it will forever be in tomorrow.
Will always follow me,
Will always be where I go,
Will always be everywhere.
Tomorrow might hold some more promise than today,
It should hold some more promise than yesterday.
Everyday comes, and everyday goes,
Everyday passed and I keep on breathin'.
There's no end...
No sight...
No hearing...
A hundred more years of the same thing,
Over and over and over.
More things I think are ridiculous,
More things I think are crazy.
But I keep on livin' through them,
I keep on pushin' through,
Keep fighting for what's rightfully mine.
Tomorrow will come...
I don't know when, or how fast, or why,
But tomorrow will come
And I will have to live through tomorrow,
Some way, somehow, I'll figure it out when I get there.
That's one of those bridges you have to cross when you get to it.
It's one of those bridges you may not wanna cross,
But you're gonna have to.
All you need to do... is get to the bridge.
Author notes
You'll have to forgive a lot in this piece. This is a new attempt for me. It is actually spoken word. I bought a recorder not too long ago because I have an issue... I think faster than I write and poems end up going from my mind to the page in a way I didn't intend for it. So I decided to let my mind do the writing, and then I would jot it down when it was done. I figure this will also help to keep me from losing poems I think of in the middle of the day and forget when I finally reach paper or have time to write it down (I think in poetry when I drive).
As I said, this is a first attempt at this style, so you'll have to forgive how it was written. You'll notice a lot of "gonna", "wanna", and the famous ing to in'. This is how I speak and how my accent naturally leans. I decided to keep it because of such.
Written November 21st, 2005
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I agree with the above comments . . . I think that this method of yours will be a great way to write 'stream-of-conciousness' poetry. This is a very good way to see if you can reach the meaning behind the words that you speak . . . perhaps if you reflect back on the words you spoke you will better understand your subconcious mind.
The poem itself is brilliant . . . and I like the imagery and language you have used.
Stay smiling and keep writing
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This is awesome!!! I really did enjoy this one... You did a great job and I see no problem with the "gonna", "wanna" and "'in"... LOL... I talk like that too... hehehe
Hugs,
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This is so much like my own rambling thoughts at time, so I can certainly relate. Words come and words go, and thoughts change midstream when I don't want them to. I have written so many of these; perhaps I should post them as well. Umm, no, mine are really very strange. lol
This is a good attempt at trying to gather your thoughts and make sense of them. Thanks, Sis, for sharing this with everyone. Love and hugs, Patricia -
LOL! Oh, I've text messeged poems to myself, too! LOL! How horrible is that? LOL!
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Okay this is weird, but for some reason this is causing me pain. I feel it right inside my chest. It hurt me to read this! I guess it's probably something like empathy? Damn these new 'skills' of mine... Weird things are happening to me lately, it's bizarre... Anyway, yes, this is a good method of writing. I think in my head too. Sometimes I've had to get up in the middle of the night to find paper to write what I've just thought of. I remember it because I've recited it over and over again in my head. The strangest occasion was when I sent myself a poem in a text message...
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