Holding On To Yesterday With No Hope For Tomorrow
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.
Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2005
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