Tomorrow
Tomorrow brings the truth
It all comes down to the three alphabets
Three alphabets decide your faith
They decide whether you’re good enough
Whether what you did last semester paid off
Cramming
Stressing
Crying
The laughter died down last night
The broth of despair bubbled deep within
What the future holds
Nobody knows
It’s like closing your eyes
Spreading your arms wide
Let yourself fall
Without the prospect of a parachute
Or a hand to catch you
Those three alphabets
Can soften your fall
Or widen the black hole
Where the ground can’t come fast enough
The heart thuds
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The breath hitches
Until breathing becomes a chore
The air can’t fill up the lungs fast enough
Breathe
In
Out
In
Out
Stop stressing
Keep calm
No, don’t pull your hair
Count to 10
1
2
3
4
It’s not working
Because those three alphabets is all my brain can think of
All my brain can decipher at the moment
All my brain wants to hold onto
When I desperately want it out of my head
Help!
Those three alphabets hold my future
And what might or might not become
