Tomorrow's Coming Poem by Maya Hanson

Running out of gas
right next to the tick
of the bomb
You promise you’ll
always keep me safe

I know you’re messing with my head
I won’t wait with you
Longer than I have to
Because tomorrow’s coming
Beautiful tomorrow
A day when I can be free of this

You say this is forever,
I’ve never heard such lies
I can’t wait for someone else to save me
better do it myself
Yet you still say you’ll keep me safe

Safe! What a deceptive word
what a false promise, easily broken
Bomb goes off
as it’s intended to
and you’re stolen from me

I know you’re messing with my head
I won’t wait with you
Longer than I have to
Because tomorrow’s coming
Beautiful tomorrow
A day when I can be free of this

Running away too fast
you can’t catch up anymore
I count myself lucky
that I’ve even made it this far
But lucky for what?

You break the promise
I know it’s all your doing
the stolen story of our love
It deceived me, wrote itself and then
made me think it was real

I know you’re messing with my head
I won’t wait with you
Longer than I have to
Because tomorrow’s coming
Beautiful tomorrow
A day when I can be free of this

I know you’re messing with my head
I know my life isn’t adding any more days
the longer I stand here and wait
I know this love’s just deceit
I can’t wait
Oh, tomorrow’s coming