Today

 

I have been waking in the morning

And feeling like

What's the point in my existence?

Tomorrow holds nothing

That I wish to see

Neither does next week

Or next year

Why get up

Why eat breakfast

And drink a cup of coffee.

There is nothing waiting for me

In the future

There is no hope

Or safe place

Or home

Why get out of bed at all.

But maybe

Today

(Don't think about tomorrow)

Yes perhaps today

I will be the only person

Who throws a stick for the dog

Or speaks softly

To the poorly chicken

I'm the barn

Or who remembers to feed the ducks.

Maybe that's my reason

Today

To get out of bed

To eat breakfast

And drink a cup of coffee.