Back To Yesterday Poem by Mathew Lewis

Blackened rooms and painted skies,
Coffee red and tainted lies,
Still I shake when I say goodbye,
Still I ask and get answered why,
Fevered hope and cigarettes,
Alcohol on my breath,
All these things take me back,
Back to yesterday.

And I wish I could be there,
Where I smile cause I don't care,
All the days do is bring rain,
All the nights do is bring pain,
So I fall and fall again,
Riding down the same old lane,
Wishing I could be back,
Back in yesterday.

So I'll bow and hang my head,
My hope is gone my will is dead,
If I feel nothing I feel regret,
What is left is best unsaid,
Pray there's nothing left to do
But to sit back and drink with you,
Talking of good old days,
Back in yesterday.