Coming Clean

Tomorrow I'll get it right

Tomorrow I'll be brave enough
to weather whispers that turn to storms
yet take no heed of their fierce howls

Tomorrow I can start things fresh
when the weight of days is intently lifted 
and not a listless burden on weary shoulders

Tomorrow will be different,
the discipline to reach the edge and stay
can be forged by the morning light of day

Tomorrow I'll put the past behind me,
leave the nest I've weaved of comfort
early and soar without return or plummet

Tomorrow I'll make things right
but first
How will I get through tonight?