Past

My past is a stalker
It will never leave me alone
It resurfaces painful memories
These memories hurt me to no end
I try to push my past away from my soul
My past is drawn to it like a magnet

I feel like I am being slowly killed
As I move forward in life my past stabs me
I am wounded and I do not know if I will make it
My hope is to embrace the past
Hoping it will not punish me for accept it

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Great idea to talk about the past. Accepting it is all you can do. The pasr will only punish you if you have not learned from your mistakes:)

Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

The past is behind us. We need to remember the mistakes and good deeds. Best saying I was taught. No-one care what you did yesterday. What are you doing today? A excellent poem. Some deed in a life are scars to remind us to not do it twice.
Coyote