I think of the past and reminisce
Trying desperately to accept the
Now as it is
Agony keeps holding me back
To where I can’t move forward
To where I can’t let go
I try and try but the idea of who
I was still is impressionable
I was beautiful, irresistible, laughable,
And invincible
Today I see myself as merely
Expendable
I’m scared of what the future might
Hold
Wondering how the secrets I have will
Unfold
Will I be forgiven?
Will the people I’ve hurt see real
Contrition?
What will the future bring?
Will I still have the pain from the
Past?
Or will I finally have happiness
And prosperity that last?
I feel like I’m waiting for the answer’s
Before I move on
A guarantee that this feeling of happiness
Will come
