Yesterday

           
my hurt has a heartbeat            
as well as a name            
it lives & breathes            
even has dreams            
           
its name is        
"Yesterday"            
she talks to me            
of her deep longing            
to be brought from the shadows            
           
where she aches            
abandoned & alone            
           
her voice voided by my daily struggles            
she has memories all her own            
to me, they are of a past life            
& have no part within my well guarded soul            
           
her tears streak my face            
I believe she makes me weak            
           
she stirs pain & anger            
"damn it"            
I just got them to bed        
           
she whores herself to addiction            
he makes her forget            
that she is the piece of me            
I would abort if I could            
           
she lies, on the flat steel mattress            
of my suppressed emotions            
my inmate, I feed her only daily rations            
of self hate & bitter water            
           
a lovely creature once            
before childhood            
became a nightmare trauma            
that wasn't understood            
or ever wanted            
           
all her tomorrows were shattered            
in just a day            
when she first blinked open her eyes            
as hurt inside a girl named      
"Brenda Kay"            
           
           
           
           
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