Ode To A Tomorrow..

You know

When I think of the days I spent

Repenting over insignificant things

I wish to go ahead of my time

Just so I could find

What my older self

Struggles to hide,

And in loneliness

Restlessly pines.

So, when I got onboard on

The ship of my imagination

It took me to every nook 

And corner

Of places imprinted in my heart

All Rusty, loosely held by the

Strings of my "what if" coated past...

I barely could hold sight of any,

So adhering to this life long habit

I run, run to a little hateful shrines

To wear out of sudden guilt trips

And end up getting sadder instead

As those places never hated me back,

I repeat the history once again

And leave them behind in disdain...

On one corner of my dilapidated home

A semi smashed mirror reflects the old

Version of me, with same traits 

But

New flaws picked on years along

Gladly, imagination ride breaks down

Right there....

I gladly step out of my prolonged nightmare

And stare at the mirror for long

And spot one thing missing in that older reflection.

I come across a curve right under my nose

And smile back at my broken core.