Poem: Running out

To live today means tomorrow may never come.

Life is short and sometimes not sweet.

We live and look for something more,

And we always keep looking.

Yesterday I looked, but I came up short.

Today I am looking and so far, I have found nothing.

Tomorrow I will try, but deep down I know it is not guaranteed.

I used to dream about months and weeks I may never see.

So, now I have to prepare to leave the ones I hope I can see.

My soul is not here for long, so I must stop soon.

It could be tonight, so I must move fast.

Until my clock stops, and I can no longer see,

I will continue to look in hopes for brighter new me.


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