The Past Poem by Claire Abbott

Daylight dims,
The clouds come down,
Thoughts running through my head,
I want to relax but something is there,
Its haunting me.

I can't recognise it,
Don't know or understand,
The pain and anger inside of me,
Its bringing me down,
Hurting me.

I want to be happy,
To feel fulfilled,
But the past is still with me,
It won't let go,
Why can't it leave me alone.

It's there when I'm awake,
It's in my dreams,
Eating me up from inside,
I want to let go,
Take my past away