Last night is the past that still haunts me.
Today is the present that isn't much sweet.
Tomorrow will be the future, where just maybe i will lose hope.
Last week is the week that all things were skipped.
No pain for time is speeding up and memories are coming slowly.
Lovely moments with the wrong people.
Heartbreak with no happiness to cover it up.
Days,nights,weeks all the same.
Most days feel the same while others resemble change.
The days that show change are the days i know my prayers were answered and god is near.
Happiness might be an emtion of the past butsorrow is the emtion thats occurs more than any .