BY Me’Lyea Burton
LifeAtStart.com Reporter
Tomorrow, will awake.
Our dreams,
while big, will break.
Our fears,
near in the dark nights.
Our stars,
dim out then die.
Our scars,
always remain.
Our friends,
all fade away.
Our regrets,
will last us long
Yet our youth,
passed by us, gone.
Still life must go on…
(reread from bottom to top for a different perspective.)