Dreaming about Tomorrow

I am lockdown indoors.
Surfing the internet floors
seated on the worn-out sofa.
Tattoo with the crumple stigma.
The long nights creeping slowly.
Through the darkness, I feel lonely.
Sometimes I weep and fall asleep.
Awoken late because I have gone so deep.
Feeling restless with all that I have seen.
Realize the reality mostly within my dream.
Real as the strange plague with tighter clasp.
That our present society cannot grasp.
Yet we possess the living hope better now.
In a vision, dreaming of tomorrow.