Afraid of tomorrow

I feel something trying to stop my heart from pumping the blood, I feel something trying to block the veins and stop the blood from flowing, a sign of death beckoning, end calling, demise embracing. The blood flows in slow moves, threatening to stop. The hurt pumps in slow beats, threatening to stop, I don't know if I'll see tomorrow's sun, will I see tomorrow's light? My career is threatened, my poetry is threatened, my desire to be the greatest script writer is threatened, my desire to be the greatest Author is threatened. I am afraid, I fear that tomorrow will wake up without me, I fear that tomorrow will lock me outside If I wake up tomorrow, Gratitude Is a must. God will do it again. Pray for me, Fam.