Tense
Tomorrow in all its flamboyance and glimmer
Lures my feeble heart
Its beauty, shine and shimmer
Persevere to break my will apart.
Now is where I am, and will forever be
Yet this veil of fear over my gut refuses to set me free
Crutches of reality-seldom leaned on, pull me down
Oh! How passionately I loathe it’s gravity.
Living in now, knowing full well
That when its end is near, there will be another in which to dwell
As each now transgresses into then
The ruthless fear seeks for me again.
I hold on it to, watching it slip through
Gracefully and steadily at first, then suddenly it’s gone
What was once mine to treasure and keep
Is merrily to another; born.
Yesterday is eternal, its fangs beg for prey
With it my souls lies captive, where it will grow and grey.
Am I its shadow or is it mine?
Housed in my memory, gathering dust and grime.
Yesterday transcended into now and back into yesterday
As I danced in this obliviousness of mine
In the mere whisper of premeditated absence
It sunk my soul, killing me twice.
How deeply I yearn for yesterday to be the destined tomorrow
Looking down at my unsteady hands, I see that all I have is now.
Twirling in the carousel of grief, I watch the proliferating sorrow
Gnaw me to the ground.
Tomorrow come to me, for I am stoic to you
I will contemplate hate after you turn to yesterday
Now seems porous so pull me through
Come closer before I corrode and fray.
This war of time and tenses
Will burn me to ashes soon
To fight or to surrender
Either way is doom
