No Longer Trapped By Looking Back Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

The ghost of the unwritten.
Words are but a picture into the mind.
A window with no blinds.
Open for all to see.
Tempting all who would pass.
Give it one look, give it one peek.
I promise that anything that is done in secret is also done in public.
Personified.
All misty eyed.
Do not weep for those who get themselves lost.
How would you ever get found if wasn't for that.
In the age of wisdom the paper is infinite, and the pen always unique.
But still there are those who judge themselves so harshly.
They are destine to always be a failure in there own eyes.
Inner beauty something so sublime.
But you'll never see it, because you only see your past demons.
Scars can not penetrate the formation of the soul no matter how deep they are.
Yet they can fog the eyes.
Forever in gray.
No more vivid colors.
Reliving a moment for clarity.
The who I was is the not who I am.
Once you realize this you become free.