The Past Is Always With Me Poem by Innocent Timburwa

All I hope is This Feeling would one day pass,
I always pray that i do accept myself,
That i can put back, rub and forget the past,

I try to make two ends cross,
When the time comes,
All i can see are tears, Tears which I can not control,
I wish i could be able to...,

All started with them,
Them who planed, agreed and do -,
After all - none of them could accept its fruits,
The fruit of their long time relationship.

I am here now carrying the load,
The heavy load at my back and right at my heart,
But though i try to erase that from me,
It's not being easy, neither do i know how to handle this,
The hardest situation i ever had.

All i have day after day is STRESS,
Stressed i am all the day of my life,
And the only comfort i have is my lovely family,
My lovely Grannies who had the courage to carry me all their life.