Past

Everyone has a past that they wish they could forget, but for some, it lingers like a bad debt. No matter what we try, it won't go away, And even prayers don't always keep it at bay. For me, I tried to numb the pain, but it only led me further into its grasp, driving me insane. I put my past before everything I did, making relationships hard to mend. Evil knew just how to get to me, the trap was well-laid. Offering me temptations for my soul to trade. I blamed past trauma on the ruthlessness of my actions, using drugs as a temporary, unworthy distraction. But erasing the memories I know now is not an option, Just a prodigy of pain, the soul's legal adoption. I must continue to live with unwanted waves. of recollection. With all hopes of seeing dignity as I look at my reflection.