One day

One day I will be a better writer

One day I’ll become a little lighter

One day I’ll have money

And life will taste of honey

One day I’ll escape the culture of my hometown

One day I’ll be happy

One day I’ll write a poem that rhymes all the way through

One day I’ll be free of shackles that keep me slave within my own body

One day I’ll escape from the detainers that haunt me

One day depression and Anxiety won’t torture me

Won’t let them leave me a withered, beaten husk of who I want to be

One day I’ll see why life is worth living

That I am worth loving

One day

One day holds so much.

One day is an elusive dream

An uncertain future

A bank into which we deposit wishes that we hope

To withdraw and cash into reality.

One day, the day will come. And what will it bring?

I’ll know, and so will you.

One day.