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
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Posted in: Poetry
Posted on February 6, 2013
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