nestar: (When I'm Alone)
[personal profile] nestar
Not the story, but a poem that came from the title.

Tell me of your yesterdays,
and all the days there after.
Tell me of the dreams you dreamed
when your world was full of laughter.
Tell me how the dreams have changed,
and how the visions faded.
Tell me of the plans delayed,
and of the outlines jaded.
Tell me how you live this life,
the things you have forsaken.
Tell me of your empty hand,
of a heart that's ne'er awakened.
Tell me how you fake a smile
and how you force your laughter.
Tell me of your yesterdays,
and all the days there after.

December 2017

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