Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from a spark.
Blinded, reminded,
of the fear inside.
Turning, yearning,
for a place to hide.
Soaking, choking,
struggling to breathe.
Hiding, abiding,
my ghost won't leave.
Chasing, racing,
I stagger away.
Breathless, restless
in the mud I lay.
Dreaming, gleaming,
I escape the past.
Winning, new beginning,
I am free at last.
Leaving Your Past Behind
This poem is liberating! I forwarded this inspirational piece to my son, who had a problematic past. After feeling worried and going several days without a response from him, he finally...
The Ghost Of My Past
Published: June 2018
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Thank you so much. That makes me very happy knowing it has helped someone. Stay strong, and I pray everything works out ok.