A poem about being a slave to your past and stuck in your mind. |
Memories of my past Seem like a glimmer in my eye Living rent free in my mind like it is suspended in time One foot in the past And one stuck in the present Makes for no growth I am stagnant Can not move forward When I am handcuffed to my past Memories of lives choices I believed were meant to last Try to trudge forward But I am stuck like glue Can not figure out What I am holding on too Change is scary I guess Maybe that is why I can not progress It seemed easier when I was younger Seemed to bring less stress My memories confine me like a coffin They bury me alive Force me to see flickers of the joy and pain All while leaving me dead inside I want to live in the moment I want to be free To see the world in the present But I struggle to breathe I have talked about my feelings I have yelled about my past But no matter what I do I can not get on the new path My past it haunts me It will not just let go Who I was back then Is now someone I don't know Pain and heartache Is what it has to show This are places I really don't want to go I try to talk out my trauma To move on from the past It is so hard and exhausting But it will soon come to pass. |