THE PAST

The past is a short poem bout the state of mind human tend to desire, the past is not always the solution to every problem.

THE PAST

I AM THE PAST THAT NEVER EXIST,
THE BEGINNING OF EVERY END,
I DON'T SEARCH FOR YOU,
ALWAYS WILL I FIND YOU,
I NEVER INTEND TO STAY,
ALWAYS WILL I KNOCK.

I AM THE PAST THAT YOU NEVER FORGET,
THE FUTURE THAT YOU ALWAYS REMEMBER,
I BRING YOU FEAR RATHER THAN REDEMPTION,
ALL BECAUSE YOU INVITED ME.

YOU HELD ON STRONG TO ME,
CLINGING ON ME LIKE A SOLUTION,
I ONLY HURT YOU THE MORE,
WITHOUT ANY MEDICATION.

I AM THE PAST THAT COVERS AS VEIL,
A DARK PATH THAT NEVER GIVES LIGHT,
A PATH THAT IS FULL OF ROUGH EDGES.
MANY GET LOST AT THE END.

I AM THE PAST, A JOURNEY YOU SHOULDN'T EMBARK ON,
ONLY FEW LEARN FROM THE SIGNS I GIVE OUT,
MANY STRUGGLE TO REACH THEIR DESTINATION.
LIKE A JOURNEY OF NO RETURN.

I AM THE PAST,
A THING OF JOY TO OTHERS,
A LOT OF SADNESS TO MANY,
DEPENDING ON HOW YOU TREAT ME.

I AM THE PAST,
I HURT WITHOUT CONSCIENCE,
I HAVE NO FEELINGS,
I AM JUST THE PAST THAT HAVE LEFT YOU A LONG TIME,
I AM THE PAST THAT NEVER EXIST.