Marcus Osinfolarin
1 min readAug 10, 2021

Dead____

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow and again

I hoped the day would ne’er come

but as foretold, I knew it would

As fate it is for us, all of

Weeks of search through empty thoughts

has taken its toll.

A thousand words alone could not

Not ever be enough to say

what needed to be said this day.

Look, light, the morrow has begun

to glance above the horizon.

Unwelcome sight- well, just for I…

as I feared today.

The final day. The cut-off point.

But 3am. This morning time

what power grant you me?

With the end now fast approaching here

All sounds distract mine ear!

What had I done just yesterday?

Unsaved, worth nothing now

As useless as a scream

howled into the wind

The hour passes me by like smoke

But fingers… tremble they did not.

My screen now full of words

This diamond, from pressure made

has reached to light from such dark shade

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