As Tomorrow Becomes Today

Lonely days, lost for lacking love or desire.
Dreams drained of lifeblood, wishes set out of reach.

Bittersweet hope comes and goes, agony staying behind.
Anxiety and fear control.

What life or love for life exists admist this wave of fear?
Who knows, but creeping forward is all one musters.

This foot takes one step forward as that step inevitably follows.

And forward we go, forward we go,
as tomorrow becomes today.