What If I Don'T Wake Up Tomorrow Poem by Elisha Chhabra

Everyday I wake up
A thought keeps me drowning,
What if I don't wake up the next morning?
What about the dreams,
I didn't wake up of.
The wardrobe of my fantasies,
The car at my doorway,
yet to be bought.
The home, I longed to live in.
How about
The confessions I never made,
The chances I couldn't take
The regrets I owe to life
The apologies they owe to me
What about those unread books of my time
The last pages of my notebooks
The unused diaries lying there
The chronicles I wanted to give life to
And what about
The lines I wrote to myself
The unfinished stories,
And The ceaseless poetry,
I put my heart in.
Who'll inherit my reveries,
my oddness, my zeal
and the memories
that were just mine.
And what if I don't wake up tomorrow
Will it be all?
Will it really be the end of my life?