Just where do I begin

We lay awake at night

As our insomnia kicks in

Our overthinking in silence

Just where do I begin?

The darkest hour

Before the dawn

Before the twilight

When all illumination is gone

Sometimes our expectations

Will not come to pass

Before our actions in a new day

Show us that we are crass

Don’t live in the future

It has not yet come to be

Stay in the now

All else is futility


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