The past

by Maria   Jul 4, 2006


The past can be such a terrible thing to think about.
It can break you down and make you weep,
take away nights of sleep.
Why is it that we always think of the bad things
when the past comes to mind?
Why is it that when you call no one seems to find,
your hand reaching for help.
Calling,calling, the voice from the past.
Falling,falling, you're falling down fast.
All you can wonder,"why did I do that,why did that happen?
Happened..wondered..
All these words so past tense.
Get out of this drowning role.
Move to the present,stop dewling,
Come to.
Realize that there is a hand reaching out to you!
The present is a gift and you should treasure it too..

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