Tomorrow, a day which is never here. <br />Suspense of a day gone by. <br />Anticipation of the next waking moment. <br />Depression of your last breath. <br />At one point it all exists as one. <br />Warped together into something unknown. <br />It's all so perfect for just one split second, <br />if you miss it, you'll never know. <br />That one moment when you know that something is right or wrong. <br />That moment came, and I caught it. <br />And I want to keep that feeling forever.<br /><br />Syadin Domiscus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-3/
