Yesterday

A transition into maturity, the need to progress yet the fear of what it will bring.

I woke up today to find yesterday
Draging along the ground,
Footprints were marked out guiding me along a path already walked,
Cold grey pavements already know it's tomorrow.
For the first time I decide to take a new root.
The black curled whisp guided me this time.
A transition to maturity,
Danger follows truth,
Tomorrow I'll wake up to find today gone.