Should Be Okay?!

I travel to places that

Doesn't smell of home yet,

Places to find happiness,

Never found it.

I waste today's 

Hoping for a better tomorrow,

Not intentionally,

But out of habit.

They say I seek

Glory in grief,

But then,

Tell me, 

Who would be dumb enough

To search for sorrow

If they could trade it for joy?

I no longer linger 

On how I feel.

I just live the days one by one,

Hoping it would all be okay.

It would all be okay.

It should be.