My Past Cannot Hold Me


I see people laughing and smiling everyday with so much cheer

So easy for them to continue life without judgement and fear. 

I am envious of their emotion they show

for mine remain hidden so much no one will know. 

I am the shell of a person of whom many seek

but if they knew who I really was, they would surely weep. 

For I am filled with darkness beyond relief

so much that one would only be consumed with grief. 

Day by day, I walk trying to forget

the past I knew so I can continue with no regrets. 

However, try as I might, the past cannot change,

for I will sooner or later have to break out of my cage. 


My past cannot hold me,

I will fight until Im free

free of who was and will only be me. 



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