Posted on Feb 6, 2013


I have travelled far and wide
From which I cannot hide

Searching for something deep
Lost am I, my past I keep

It too holds me tight
No matter how hard I fight

Holding me down in my guilt
In a place where ghosts I feel

Never escaping from the past
Always shadows it does cast

The time has come to banish them
Bury them deep, no longer I pretend

To strive for better in life
I need to live before I die

To see better days
To escape and be at play

Posted in: Poetry