My Past Pricks Me

I have left my past long back, To strive to live in present sac, Waiting for future's pack, But my past me pricks me. I gave my life a new begin, The hope always lies therein, To wash away all the sin, But me past pricks me. The time I came at me past, Two options lied atlast, Accept it or neglect it alas, But my past pricks me. To secure my future, I screwed loved one's nature, Became reason of ditcher, But my past pricks me. It became a necessity, Present's hospitality, But in the reality, My past pricks me.