Tomorrow
There is a place too far away,
A place where no one’s ever been,
As one day crawls towards its end,
The place is as near as an inch.
But when a new sun peeps out again,
The place is miles away.
Walk or run; or even fly,
You simply cannot go
Where mystery meets our dreams.
Although with time, it gets nearer,
With time, it’s actually
Far away.
I wonder what the place is like,
Is it a place at all? I think
It’s Eternity frozen in Time
Or it is that unexplained part
Of our lives, that teaches
Us to hope.
I hope someday, I’ll reach Tomorrow
Because, if I’m
A little late,
Tomorrow
Will become
Today.
Date: 9.11.2007

I just don't really understand that part. It seems to me like you just wanted to end the poem abruptly; like you were running out of ideas or something.