The Past
The Past
I’m tired of fear,
I’m tired of pain,
I’m tired of the thoughts that consumes
my brain...
The doubts, the lies, and all the tears,
The past that haunts me,
Please disappear...
It consumes my heart, my mind and my
soul,
Please Lord,
Help me let go...
I can’t go back and change what’s done,
I just have to overcome this pain that’s done...
To smile, to dance, to sing and laugh,
That is what I’ve been missing because of
the past...
I guess I will never understand,
I guess I never will,
I have to let go and move on and heal...
This past of mine was hard for me,
But now,
I am finally free.
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