Tomorrow

A mournful poem about future sorrow.

Korynne Dunleavy
Promptly Written
May 29, 2023

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Photo by Aditya Vyas on Unsplash

Tomorrow won’t be the same without you.
Laying awake, mulling over fruitless dreams,
The grim reality is dark, and without you it seems
I’m left wandering alone to sort out this mess.

With my back against the wall, perpetually trapped
By duty, honor, faith, and all things obligatory.
Taking a step back, your love kept this a good story;
A stable shackle in a chain of misfortune.

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Korynne Dunleavy
Promptly Written

If you send me any strange idea that pops in your head, I could write something about it. Currently, I am a freelance writer, editor, and social media marketer.