Yesterday Poem by Caroline Bulleck

He clings to cobwebs of memories
Shattered fragments of yesterday
The darkness is all he sees

Trapped in repeating stories
Is where he chooses to stay
He clings to cobwebs of memories

Roaming his mind's dark alleys
Feeling for broken pieces as they crumble away
The darkness is all he sees

He won't open the window for fear a breeze
Will cause his collection of dust to blow away
He clings to cobwebs of memories

The thought of the outside brings unease
Comforted by the boarded-up doorway
The darkness is all he sees

Rejecting tomorrow as if it is disease
Nothing new, the past on replay
He clings to cobwebs of memories
The darkness is all he sees