Suddenly
those random thoughts mean something
Now
more than ever
I need my dreams to survive.
I knew it was going to end.
But I held on as long as I could.
Probably longer than I should
have
As I woke up.
Tomorrow is far away
when you're thinking about yesterday
and exist today
as if life's a burden.
The past makes every day
the longest day
as each adds.
Dwelling in yesterday
makes tomorrow weep
because it's empty
and has nothing planned.
and now
more than ever
I need my dreams to survive.