You do not want me to dip into the depths of my past.
How I had some fun here and there, yeah it was a blast.
I waisted time and felt like slime.
These words thankfully have an end.There is an end to despair.
Some words just don't go there
and there are some situations that need to be left behind.
There are somethings that I just don't want you to find,
but of course I will still talk about them.
I'll one day set them free when I am completely happy.
I will take out the trash and leave it all in the past.
Just a mere cent of a thought that was already spent.
Gone and goodbye......
Oh and farewell too.
Our past tends to creep up sometimes.....We have to deal with it...I know i've had to. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know the more I 'dealt' with my past the happier my life became. Very good poem Cokbod. Sincerely, Mary