I could never seem to get over what happened.
Always keeps me knocking on the next door with my seat belt fastened.
Its my motivation but at times it seems like it wants to be my enemy.
So what is God tellin me?
that I should go forth? cause I surely don't want to go back to what is not worth.
It usually creeps up on me.
But can this be? Never have I found it so hard to become a we.
And when I feel strong it becomes this overwhelming feeling,
where they take my heart away and treat me as I'm unappealing.
Never let the past take a toll on you, is what I use to say.
But who's to say when its not what I portray.
What I thought was okay once
has become a nightmare for months.
My past is one engraved and paved, a memory that is unwanted but saved.