Holding on to yesterday with no hope for tomorrow

Written by: Cathy Holmes

Yesterday some things happened that were not so pleasant to talk about. My 
dreams were 
shattered as if I had never dreamed, my children grew up so fast and the 
laughter became 
silent.

My loved ones died, I cried, and cried out without hope, friends used and 
deceived me 
one by one. struggling to pay rent barely making ends meet.

Never looking ahead wrapped up in my past, wondering how long this madness 
would last. 
stuck in a time zone feeling lost and all alone, Knowing somehow if I did'nt wake 
up I 
would soon be gone.

Not trying to make any changes, blaming everyone in sight, not moving ahead 
walking 
around feeling as though I were dead.

I was holding on to yesterday with no hope for tomorrow, bringing my own self 
down in 
the valley drowning in my own sorrows.

So now when I glance back at yesterday I will always remember, if I continue to 
hold on 
to yesterday, I will have no hope for tomorrow.