The Dark War

Sleep comes hard; it is too much like giving up.  Giving up Today and giving in to Tomorrow. 

Tomorrow taunts me – my Goliath. 
His words bring dread and fear crawling through my body. 
So I fight each night knowing I will lose in the end.

I am weary from this nightly defeat, yet I refuse to give in without a struggle. 

The one thing that keeps me going
    is in knowing
that soon Tomorrow becomes Today.

Today is easy!

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Posted on May 10, 2010, in Poem, Rosemary Carroll and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Clever ending to the poem…very nice indeed.

  2. More! If it can even be considered a criticism, I’d like to hear you do a longer version of this. You have a way of putting words in the right order.

    • Thank you Ian. I will have to sit on that one for a while until the “mood hits”. Otherwise, I will force it and it just won’t feel right. I do have a beginning of an itch though!

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