Today was Friday, it barely registered
Tomorrow is Saturday, I will try to be better
You see that?
That was way too easy
Like how the muse
Can redirect your passions if you let her
You see just how easy it is to lie to yourself
And actually follow that diversion
To even feel a spark of positivity
Before seeing through your own self-deception?
There is no better tomorrow
I’ll be sat on my arse growling at the World
Trying to hide the growling from the small one
Around who
My only hopes for any future are furled
So yeah, today drifted through unlived
And tomorrow is still waiting
For it’s heart’s first beat
And although I’ll be sat here growling at the World?
I’ll know it’s still laid out there at my feet
I get that it’s a numbers game
And you’ll only catch life, if you are giving chase
But I stopped running a while back now
Sat where I was, which is why I’m in this place
Among the many regrets I bear
Is the time it took to realise the cost
The cost of looking back, of fears, of pain
Of doubling down by chasing what was lost
Today was Friday, I let it pass unharmed
So it now becomes just another forgotten day
Saturday could be mine if I chose to reach out
But is more likely destined
To join the others in the grey
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Billy 22/01/21
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