Thoughts of what might happen

In a darkened room alone

The temperature is rising

Yet I shiver from the cold

My heart beats wildly, never still

My hands shake from the fear

Of what I'll see tomorrow

And from remembering early years

Yesterday's in my left hand

In the right tomorrows held

And until they're both forgotten

I never will be well


Thoughts of what has happened

In a darkened room alone

I replay every detail

My life has ever known

My heart beats wildly, never still

My hands shake from the fear

Of seeing all those yesterdays

And tomorrow's almost here

If I let go of yesterday

And tomorrow falls down to my right

Then maybe I can hold today

And make it through the night


Rebecca Geary