Jan 02

No escape

No matter where I go,
What I do,
My past follows me.

Lurking in the shadows,
Waiting for the perfect time,
To pounce.

Fear petrifies me,
And I am caught between,
The past and the present.

A voice tells me that the past will just keep repeating itself
Another tells me that I need to keep going and stop looking back,
But I can follow either.
I am caught between my emotions,
Stuck in the past, but trying to look forward,
Trying and failing to see the light.