Who knows where it truly goes?
How you know where the river really flows?
All I know is I’m slowly learning to letting go
And as I slowly learn
It’s what I truly yearn
For the past to keep present
And I know it’s very, very wrong
And I keep singing the same damn song
I know what truly needs to be done
And it’s hard to let it all go
But when you finally do let go
The truer you emerges free
And who knows where this new journey leads us?
Destinations far and wide by plane, car, truck or bus
Maybe by train or just plainly walking, heading to the
unknown
And it’s scary at first and instead of moving you retract
Looking over your shoulder, reliving the pain, you reenact
And it’s that step, that last step that never moves
forward
You’ve found your position known in the comfort zone
Not realizing it leaves you paralyzed and all alone
So you try with all your might to break yourself free
And the past comes back the more you try
And the past brings pain the more you die
You must once more ignore the past
Trying to find a way to break yourself free
But on that road you wind up going back
To give it one more try; you make an attack
But the fish are not taking the bait this time
And you still keep on trying
While inside you’re dying
Trying to find a way out
Your final last attack
While looking back
Is your own reflection\
Telling you to go
Because you already know
How to move yourself forward
You were just too afraid to move
Leave the past behind
You must learn to be kind
To yourself
In the long run
When it’s all done
The past is just the past
A forgotten memory
Poem, Picture,
It is not that easy to leave the past completely behind.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully written poem Diana
No it isn't. Thank you for stopping by. :)
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