a new tomorrow…

There will always be a tomorrow

I tell myself,

As the tears roll down quietly

A newer tomorrow

 A better tomorrow

I console myself,

as sorrow flows out of me with much trepidation

 Reaching  down towards the corners of my mouth…

 they are saline I know from way before…

when did sadness ever taste sweet?

time will heal the pain you feel

 perhaps like those  cold blooded beings

 you will get yourself a new skin soon enough

 one that’s harder than hide itself…

life is such, once again I tell myself as I taste the  saline

nothings perfect and no-one is always correct to the  core

 not even you!

 So quiet your soul…let it not feel the pain…

You do your best and keep at it

 Without the request of rewards

 Whichever form they may take…

you take on  each moment

 and bask within the love you already have inside of you.

It is more than  enough always…

And await for that new tomorrow…