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  • Writer's pictureTINA
    • May 8, 2021
    • 1 min read

Hope for tomorrow

They say its like a black cloud

She said it was life or death

It's living a fraction of this life in this world

But the rest is being lived inside my head


She asked me a question but I barely notice

I mumble something in reply

I hear them talk but I am not listening

There is a humming inside my head


We walk past the ocean

She stops to admire the wild sea

I step away as its

Another opportunity

For me to cheat life of a natural

Death


I wrap up in a blanket and close my eyes tight

Protecting myself from myself

Hoping that tomorrow the humming will stop

The cloud will lift

And I can see the light again.


By Tina O' Connell








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