At the break of dawn,

Noon is still a blur

At sunset,

Tomorrow’s only but a dream 

Shutting your eyes to rest,

Still no assurance of letting light rays in again

Saying Goodbye,

Does that become the last goodbye?

Do you get a chance to right your wrongs?

Will the tomorrow you hoped so much for be taken away?

There’s really nothing to life

Just a rubble of fears and concern

Our fears don’t keep us safe

What’s safety to a world of misguided individuals?