I can no longer. .
No longer anticipate tomorrow’s sun,
No longer wait in the changing of tides.
No longer hide behind tinted windows of
Mediocrity.
No longer paint death on a canvas of forever, when that forever may awake tomorrow.
No perfection in my path,
Only footsteps of mistakes, still
Today runs with, holding tomorrow in open arms.
Ambition brushed shoulders with me
Purpose passing by the busy
City streets lined with walking dead.
I can never go back,
I can no longer close my eyes to
Destinys picture.
Forever is really tomorrow 