griviart cross-posted this post in Blogging Challenge 3 years ago


Yesterday is history | Original poem

in Freewriters3 years ago

I see yesterday and it is only a dream which I no longer remember anything exactly and every day that passes increases my fear of tomorrow.

My life only follows a course which I feel has slipped out of my hands. I begin to feel that my life has taken a new course in which I have already lost the opportunity to do something to change it.

They say that life is all about obstacles, but these have already led me to collapse.

In the distance I can see that child I dreamed of so much, and he shows me that I am just a stranger, who has already lost the sense of reality.

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