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The day before tomorrow
Another day, another memory.
Bleek, dark and mostly grey.
Probably the same day tomorrow,
The same day as yesterday.
Those days seem colourless and lifeless.
Nothing to look back on.
Nothing too look forward to,
A life on repeat, a lifetime, gone.
This day may be the same as the last.
Tomorrow could be the same as well.
What is the point? I’m counting the hours until midnight.
And when the dawn arrives it is still my barren hell.
Would I dare to call this living?
It may be my existence from yesterday until tomorrow.
Living from day to day without direction or purpose,
The day before tomorrow, and all days after filled with sorrow
Bleek, dark and mostly grey.
Probably the same day tomorrow,
The same day as yesterday.
Those days seem colourless and lifeless.
Nothing to look back on.
Nothing too look forward to,
A life on repeat, a lifetime, gone.
This day may be the same as the last.
Tomorrow could be the same as well.
What is the point? I’m counting the hours until midnight.
And when the dawn arrives it is still my barren hell.
Would I dare to call this living?
It may be my existence from yesterday until tomorrow.
Living from day to day without direction or purpose,
The day before tomorrow, and all days after filled with sorrow
Published 4th Sep 2024
Author's Note
A piece written while my days just drag on and on. The same day as yesterday and maybe even the day after tomorrow. When will the collour return?
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4th Sep 2024 2:57pm
Yes, your days are on the ground hog repeat schedule. Bleeding into each other. Wednesday is hard for me but I try to break it somehow. I watch comedy or speak to someone new like yourself. Anything to make a day seem a slate grey and not a complete darkness.
Love the spill here. Fia xoxo
Love the spill here. Fia xoxo
4th Sep 2024 8:29pm
Thank you for the comment Fia Naturie. Comedy is certainly a way of dealing with these days. It may not be a cure but it sometimes eases the numbness. Talking with other people has never been one of my strong traits. I’m safer when I’m alone. Still it’s nice talking to you. Thanks again for the comment.
4th Sep 2024 5:16pm
hello I can relate to this my never ending is mental health issue you might be depressed and that could be why you see no out of this constant loop depression can a lot of things paranoia it can cause you to not be able to connect with people or life you might consider seeing a doctor and just check it out if it doesn't go away.. I hope it get better soon
4th Sep 2024 8:36pm
Thanks for the comment Smackdownraven. It is one of the symptoms that is, unfortunately, part of the overall illness. Dokters subscibed medication to deal with the feelings or the lack thereoff. As of now they don’t seem to work all that well. Maybe I’ll have to give it more time. Thanks again for the comment and the advice.
