Helping Hand

Life Relating

The things of my past,
Keep coming back to haunt me,
Coming at me so fast,
I can't seem to flee.

Affecting my life in every way,
I cant make them go away,
I miss the days of care free,
but now im living in a dead sea.

College life is so different,
I thought somone would understand,
But I'm just left in my own torment,
Waiting for a helping hand.