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“Yesterday and Tomorrow”
I wake up with the same thoughts,
I fell asleep with,
Her.
It’s like a prison sentence,
A heavy weight that I’m made to bear,
Held down,
And unable to get out from under,
Pressing in on me,
From all sides.
I look for an escape,
Something to block,
The constant images of her.
Pictures that act as iron bars,
Keeping her locked inside my head.
I try and drown her out,
With whisky,
And lies to other women.
But at best,
That works for a night.
Then daylight inevitably arrives,
With those same,
Unrelenting feelings for her.
Only now I face them,
With less honor and self-confidence,
Then the night before.
Both having been robbed from me,
During those few fleeting hours of escape.
I crawl from my bed,
And start pushing those feelings,
Of longing and desire,
Up and out of my mind.
But no matter how deep I bury them,
Or how far I run from them.
Every morning,
The sun comes back around,
And staples them,
Right back across my heart.
It’s been almost a year,
And all my tomorrow’s,
Have been like every yesterday,
I wake up with the same thoughts,
I fell asleep with,
Her…
Tom Allen…01-12-2017
I wake up with the same thoughts,
I fell asleep with,
Her.
It’s like a prison sentence,
A heavy weight that I’m made to bear,
Held down,
And unable to get out from under,
Pressing in on me,
From all sides.
I look for an escape,
Something to block,
The constant images of her.
Pictures that act as iron bars,
Keeping her locked inside my head.
I try and drown her out,
With whisky,
And lies to other women.
But at best,
That works for a night.
Then daylight inevitably arrives,
With those same,
Unrelenting feelings for her.
Only now I face them,
With less honor and self-confidence,
Then the night before.
Both having been robbed from me,
During those few fleeting hours of escape.
I crawl from my bed,
And start pushing those feelings,
Of longing and desire,
Up and out of my mind.
But no matter how deep I bury them,
Or how far I run from them.
Every morning,
The sun comes back around,
And staples them,
Right back across my heart.
It’s been almost a year,
And all my tomorrow’s,
Have been like every yesterday,
I wake up with the same thoughts,
I fell asleep with,
Her…
Tom Allen…01-12-2017