Beast From The Past

But yesterday still lasts,

Endless curse casts.

Anchored to problems,

Singing another's anthem.

Thinking, as always, 'bout life's sarcasm.

For the sky is darker,

Rough as ever.

Of to the present,

Morning's still absent.

Time's doing the same crimes,

Crime's still rude like those times.

Eager are they to destroy the rhymes.

Part of it just,

Annoying lasts.

Realization from the present,

Terrible and unpleasant.