the day after (rock)

Yeah, yesterday was heavy, weighed down like a chair, Memories paint the walls red and yellow everywhere. Last year’s chapters ripped up, scattered on the floor, But today I’m pushing forward—outside ain’t just indoors. Breakfast crackle in the pan while rain hits the windowpane, Cryin’ baby echoes loud—a soundtrack to my pain. She’s a woman with a heartbeat, man walking on this road, Highway stretchin' long ahead but still I carry this load. From yesterday to tomorrow—time blur in between lines, Next year hold your secrets tight; next time I'm gonna shine. Sofa cushions mold my frame as TV plays static dreams, Radio whispers social media streams of silent screams. I hear her voice inside me like thunder ‘fore it rains—boom! Life painted vivid strokes like graffiti on my room: Red for rage and passion burning fierce beneath these words — Yellow sweet sunshine breaking through clouds that once blurred. Lunch outside under blue skies where nobody sees my fight, Baby steps toward healing from all those lonely nights. Social media’s loud—but can’t drown out heartbeats flowin’, Woman or man—we’re human souls constantly growin’. From yesterday to tomorrow—time blur in between lines, Next year hold your secrets tight; next time I'm gonna shine. Sofa cushions mold my frame as TV plays static dreams, Radio whispers social media streams of silent screams. Bed sheets tangled memories wrapped around broken pride. Road calls me onward past fear—I take it all in stride. Hear every whisper life drops when daylight fades away... Today is now—the only thing real that’ll stay. So let the sun break through after rain replays its part, Heartbeat keeps the rhythm locked deep within my heart. Painted stories written red and yellow through space and time, Yesterday's gone... tomorrow's mine... today? It’s prime.