Been waiting to escape my past
Filled with mem'ries I thought would last
Diaries, photos, everything
I thought would mean a lot someday.
Put them there a long time ago
Thought back then that I would know
That it would be forever and ever
I knew I was that clever.
But alas, a big storm waited
To render all things I had displaced
Never to return to the state
Which I loved and treasured till late.
Hard it may be, I didn't see
The things which were in store for me
I was scared in setting it free
That I may lose a part of me.
But life goes on and on
And I don't be the one
To live in the past, oh no
I have to finally let go.
So now I'll do what I ought to
Sought out the box, and soon
It will be just a pile of ashes
Burning a past filled with regret.
Cristelle Elaine Collera
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaving-the-past/
