Memories escape you.
Words puzzle you.
Faces seem to fade.
You try to speak – words are empty.
You try to remember – nothing comes.
You try to sleep – darkness haunts you.
What’s in a name?
Everything, then.
But nothing now.
What’s in the darkness?
Your future.
When people come and go, you try.
Really try.
But you don’t recognize a single one.
Even the one who said she came yesterday.
Yesterday.
Yesterday is gone. Today is going. Tomorrow is your only hope.
Yesterday is gone. Today is going. Tomorrow is your only hope.
Wow, Ruby! Amazing poem. It's really perfect...
ReplyDeleteAnd so sad :'[
ReplyDeletethanks Skyril... :) I know it's sad. I wanted to capture what the person was feeling... trying to sympathize. It's hard when you've never gone through it. But I can imagine.
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