More remembering

The cold dead hand of the past,
Reaches out to try and cast,
Me from the path i choose to take,
All because of my memory's sake,

But when i think back to then,
I cant remember exactly when,
My life changed so much,
Just because of someones touch,

So i send it to the back of my mind,
Where i put all i wish to never find,
Then i go on as though it never happened,
And will until my life's end.