My Ugly Past

I look at my old scars and remember my old enemies,
That I thought were my best friends, but were only sinful memories.

The greyish-brown bruises circle around the scars,
Like rusty, metal ugly prison bars.

I always thought that this would set me free,
But cutting, bleeding didn't help me.

It made the pain grow deeper like roots in a tree,
Constantly a reminder that I am stuck as me.

I can change the future, but never the past,
All I know is that when you are falling,
Falling can't always last.

You eventually come to a crashing thud,
But all you can really do is wipe off the mud.

My past is ugly, I will always know,
But my future is brighter and my past made me grow.





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Inherinerd said...
Jul. 19, 2010 at 6:35 pm
wow!!! 5*'s you really put your heart into this one, which makes it great!!!
 
sarahbug16 replied...
Jul. 20, 2010 at 11:03 am
thanks....lol...i read some of urs, u have good writings
 
PeaceLovePiggy said...
Jul. 19, 2010 at 5:53 pm
Wow... that's a really great poem!! =] It's moving, and I think you did a great job!
 
sarahbug16 replied...
Jul. 19, 2010 at 6:01 pm
thanks, im telling ya, my past was slightly messed up, lol...THANKS FOR THE COMMENTS!!!
 
CaptainFabulous. said...
Feb. 9, 2010 at 2:16 pm
dang sarah this is really good!
you have made me want to write about my past now
just remember dont "relapse" and let your past become your future
good job
 
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