What Tomorrow May Be

It was an impossible task,
One that I could not even begin.
I had tried before,
But on the first step I would fall as I would spin.

Because of this I lost heart,
I did not ever want to fail.
If a person were to tell me to try again,
I turned away as in my side was placed another nail.

I tried to tell them they did not understand,
That they did not know what it was like.
It hurts to be alone,
And for so long they have been driving the spike.

Even today the hope is in tomorrow,
And to forget the hurt yesterday.
I was tired of the hope of tomorrow being the pain of now,
The scars that would soon become the past to pay.

But tomorrow is never known,
Tomorrow I cannot see.
Even if tomorrow brings pain today,
The next day tomorrow will still be.