Sometimes we borrow
From tomorrow
To forget our sorrow
Covered up
And forgotten,
Unlike something
Begotten
Yet, what we miss, and
Let us not be remiss
Is the joy that comes
When we stop borrowing
From the morrow
To cover up our sorrow
Facing it instead
Is the only real way
To live
A life filled with peace and love
Instead of dread
Let the tears come,
I say
As we face things
We once ran from
In the end,
Running
Never really gets you far,
As the sorrow buried deep inside
Of you, is, yes,
A part of you,
And is also looking for
Release
From the cage
Full of bars, which
We created
under different stars
It’s now time to play, so
Release the sorrow friend,
And welcome
The dawn of a new day
Filled with peace and love
Awaiting your caress,
Yet first
We must face our sorrow,
By always paying back what we borrow
