Am I For Yesterday?

by Paris Cordell

Darling, am I for yesterday
A memory you’ll stow away
Your shadow of a friend?

I’m not some lonely kind
I roll down to wander
Like an angry daughter with thunder inside

At night I’m my own enemy
Past lives haunt me
They’ll never be satisfied

Fear, she had me then
I want a flicker of a doubt
Keep me thereafter, not just for the now

Darling, am I for yesterday
A girl of glass whose pieces you’ll sweep away
Your shadow of a friend?

Woven loose are my threads
The ends you could easily pull
Was meant to unravel but your repair makes me out a fool
Sowed my dead field and was given both the rain and you