Yesterday, Today, And Tomorrow, Part One

. Yesterday and for so many yesterdays day after day of yesterdays mile after mile of yesterdays a dreary procession of yesterdays trudging by a procession of hopelessness trudging by under a brooding gray and fearsome sky and I... full to the brim and overflowing with despair... holed up and watched them trudge by reaching out to nobody wanting to be alone wanting to be left alone unable to sleep getting up and staring at the walls feeling nothing feeling numb the well in my heart had run dry I was empty and my heart had turned to stone. . . ~~~~~~~~©2018 Susan Williams