Stigmatised Poem by Anna Travers

They say the past is the past
And you have to let it go
But when they wanna pull you down
Its the first rubbish that they throw

A weapon to use against me
When they see me nearing the top
With my past they create an obstacle
Forcing me to stop

I try to go thru it
With my ears well shut
As they remind me where i have been
Trying to keep me in a rut

My battle to move past it
Seems harder by the day
With people slinging the dirt
I have tried to put away

As they attack me with new stigma
Names earnt as i try to rise
The fact that i haven't made it yet
Could come as no surprise
But since i was born a warrior
My battle will not be lost
I will get to a better place
No matter what the cost

I have to get up and move forward
To me its the only direction
So while they are judging whats behind me
I see a whole new reflection