Prisoner of Past

I wanted to move forward,

every step of my life;

But the bitter memories of my past,

Kept pulling me down,

to a point of no return.

 

I wanted, to fly free, 

but my wings couldn’t move;

With luggage of grief and grudge,

anger and guilt,

bitter feelings taking all over,

Pulling me down to a point of no return.

For every step I make, three steps I go back;

My moods going low, my strength driving south;

My smile vanished, I was trapped in my thoughts,

I knew I was a prisoner of my past.

 

Like a phoenix bird,

I wanted to rise and fly;

Never to go back to,

 that point of no return;

I negotiated a deal with my past,

To have peace that was all I wanted.

 

My past then, whispered to me,

for peace in life, here is an offer to you;

Forget the past and forgive your foes

Take it or leave it’s a deal or no deal,

Only you can really make that choice.

T’was too good an offer, but hard to accept,

Thoughts from my past still kept bothering me,

I said to myself, I will never want to,

be a prisoner of my own past. 

So, I did accept, the pact with my past,

Willing to forgive and keen to forget,

I cut through the cage of the traps of my past,

Set myself free from the ever-haunting thoughts.

 Thanks to my past, stronger I am,

No more I feel like a prisoner of past,

Glad I am free, from the burdening thoughts,

I’ll never forget to live my life now.

Thanks to my past, thanks to my past,

No more I feel like a miserable man;

I’ve learned to go over those soul stirring thoughts,

No more I ‘ ll be a prisoner of past.

Jose

11th July 2020