Tomorrows a new day.
it will bring the same hardships
it will bring the same tribulations.
my heart beating
but strangly silent
not moving, not beating with the same excitment it used to.
my eyes never smile anymore
the sparkle gone.
overshadowed by the grey looming cloud above me
im someone new
someone different
facing each new day with the same outlook.
every raindrop, every voice seeming insignificant to me.
like water off a ducks back. floating past my ears.
im a new person with a flicker of hope for the new day ahead.
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tomorrow is always a new day, ....these lines are well done..it is written in a very serious thought that yesterday is not as good as tomorrow...a new day is your subject here so, tomorrow is the most awaited day...i like the flow of the thought you defined here...cheers..