Tomorrow, a poem by planet p

Disclaimer I don't own Aurora or any of its characters.


I will no longer sleep,


I will rise from slumber

And walk amongst the light;

Day will be my guide

My heart

My compass;

I will have my heart's desire

I will be alive:

I will be loved.


I will shake off this coldness

And blink the ice from my eyes,

I will live in colours bright and bold

And dream of beauty and despair,

But these dreams will no longer trouble me;

Despair will not touch me,

I will no longer play at the doorstep of death –

I will live

And I will love.

I will thrive,



I will wake.