Inner Turmoil


by Tim Essex

What will tomorrow’s weather bring,

What will the weather bring,

Tomorrow when…yes, tomorrow,

How am I to track every thing?

 

Thought I’d dance this night away,

While yesterday I yearned to sing,

Today my studies are still unfinished,

My anxiousness is lingering.

 

I’ve done what ought to be done,

What I lost before has been won,

But what of tomorrow; what will it bring?

Imagine if we have no sun.