Love is Coming

To stand upon horizons
Left behind by other's falls
Is to see what's coming
Long before you break the walls.

If insanity is repetition,
Then the light waiting up ahead
Is an illusion;
Tearful renditions of hope.

Canst we expect the future
To feel good?
Canst we expect it to brew
Away the blue
Days,
To forget the lonely tidings?

Sunshine is coming.
The dawn is overhead.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Can't wake up everyday dead.

ISA