Yesterday

This is a poem that helps describe the feelings I had after a particularly lazy and unproductive day. I just woke up, didn't spend any time with the Lord and did absolutely nothing. I must have watched like three movies and a bunch of t.v. and then maybe read a Calvin and Hobbes book but at the end of the day I felt physically sick. I sat on my floor and was like "What happened?" My head was pounding and my stomach lurching from all the emptiness that was pounded into my head that entire day. It was literally a waste. A whole day! Wasted, tossed aside like I didn't even care about my life at all or what I did with it either. I felt awful, guilty and was honestly ashamed. Here is that day. 

Title: Yesterday

I woke with a fleeting passion

A vision of gray

To line the rest of the day

If only I could sleep much longer

I walked with a listless vigor

To give a single care

Would be just too much to bear

If only I sit much longer

I watched with an empty vision

As the day passed away

And I fell through the fray

If only I could fall much faster

Then I looked with a painful glance

At this great breathing waste

A day of disgrace

If only I had simply listened

The stairs that sat without a step

No creak to be found

No great leaping bounds

If only I had joy and wonder

The doors that hung without a hope

Unopened and ignored

Unused and unimplored

If only God had been my master

The heart that ached for something more

I trapped it inside

A great living lie

If only I had courage to release it

Oh what could have been that sits in silence

A great destiny?

I beg and I plead

For forgiveness for my yesterday

At least I have now tomorrow

To grab and to hold

To shape and to mold

To live as a life worth living