They said past is past,
But the scar is still left intact and it's not healing fast.
Every remnant of what had happened before,
Feels like a nightmarish fantasy more than a beautiful lore.
The only way to heal it,
Is to face it.
Wake up from your dream,
Not of fantasy but of nightmare that make you scream.
It has left you in tears,
Because it has now become one of your fears.
This takes time before you could sleep again,
And you still have work so it's not an easy bargain.
One last thing,
Before time rans out and ring,
Better forgive your past,
As life won't last.
Because if you won't,
You may not enjoy your last moments if you don't.
-SaCr1f1CeR
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Poems: Emotions Seeping Through
PoesiaReality may differ of what is inside our minds but our emotions can express the thoughts we hide.
