What Do I Do With Today
I turned it into yesterday
What Do I Do With Today?
I turned to yesterday,
then it was gone.
Just shadows and silence,
no way back,
no answers left in the dust.
I turned to tomorrow,
it was too far away to see.
A blur on the edge of my hope,
just out of reach,
just out of time.
So all I have is today.
This single breath,
this single step.
What do I do with that?
Do I speak,
or stay quiet?
Do I move,
or wait?
Today feels heavy
but it’s mine.
Maybe I just hold it
like something fragile.
Maybe I just breathe
and try again.
Maybe I plant one small thought
in the soil of now,
and trust it might grow.
what do I do when it grows?
That is a question for Tomorrow.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Yes, leave it for the future you to deal with hehehe
Best! Thankyou 💜🙏
Inspiring!
All one can really do is take one day at a time. Good job.