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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1643894
personal account of releasing the past and all the pain it has brought me
As the waves crash to shore
And the tide slowly recedes
The past comes back to mock me again
And my wounded heart as it bleeds

Why do I hang on?
There's not so much to see
And the person I was then
Is definitely not me

Back then I was insecure
Back then I was weak
Back then I was unable to love myself
Back then I was unable to speak

I was too afraid of loneliness then
I gave much more than I took
So how come each time I go further in life
Do I decide to take one more look?

I'm hanging on to nothing
Because nothing is what's really there
I have grown so much since then
So why should I really care?

Maybe because it's safe
The fantasy of something so sure
But the truth is that the unknown
Is what makes me ache for more

I am ready to use my wings
To extend them and to fly
It's the past's shackles that have held me down
And made me want to die

I have become a brave warrior
And I did it all on my own
I can honestly say that I'm really proud
Of how much I have grown

Those people didn't love me
And they took my love as sin
So now the best known solution
Is to finally shed that skin

Their love for me was conditional
As long as I did what they say
They never understood that I am different
I had to do things my own way

They judged me for my choices
They judged me for my ways
They judged how I spent my nights
And how I spent my days

I shared with them my gifts
And gave away all my love
But one by one they turned away
So I looked to the stars above

The stars were much more sincere
For at my darkest they brought me light
They told me I'm fine just as I am
And I no longer have to fight

So now I see that the past
Reappears just as a test
To see if I am finally ready
To lay the broken me to rest

The exorcism is taking place
And soon I shall be free
To spread these wings that God gave me
Soaring high where I'm meant to be


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