Never imagined I’d see yesterday through tomorrow’s eyes.
Hope now blinded once again by the truth,
Of an uncertainty in life that is all too real.
Living in a world full of broken hearts, promises, and paths.
Where is my sunshine and rainbow?
Where is my shovel to dig myself out of this hell of despair and fear?
Where is the train to Anyplace other than here?
I like this poem
Keep it up!
If only a train could take us all away from the crappy yesterdays!
Good poem Samara.
Thank you! A train trip away from crappy yesterday’s would be nice.