Haunted with memories from yesterday
About things that I had done
I would do no good to pray
When I'm praying to no one
There's no one I can turn to
Because they're all trapped in yesterday
There's nothing that I can do
Because what I did was in yesterday
To be haunted with all the guilt
Of putting another through evident pain
My life is at an awful tilt
As if I'm stuck in never-ending rain
There's no one I can turn to
Because they're all trapped in yesterday
There's nothing that I can do
Because what I did is in yesterday
I will forever be guiltily haunted
By the things that happened in yesterday
It's not something that I ever wanted
But there's no way that I'll have a say
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Elements of My Soul
PoetryWell, I managed to get off my butt and type up the poem collection I probably wrote months ago. Hopefully, you guys enjoy what I have written, and I hope you have a good time reading it. These poems were the works of my hands, brain, and soul, and...
