Tomorrow | a poem

“Tomorrow”

by Shelly Moore Caron

My cup’s empty today
And that’s okay.
Tomorrow is
Another day.
For now I’ll lay
In my warm bed.
Wrapped in comfort
Steeped in dread.
But it’ll be okay
Of this I am aware.
It’s just today
I cannot bear.
Don’t condescend
With sugared words.
All I need
Is to feel heard.
My cup’s empty today
And that’s okay.
Tomorrow is
Another day.

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