Very Old Poems

I was transfering stuff from my home computer and I found some stuff I wrote that I think can apply to my life still, although for different reasons.

The Past

The past is dwelled on much too often.

Such obsessing can lead to self-destruction.

However the past itself is needed,

For without which

Lessons learned would be undone.

If the past cannot be forgotten

Not let go,

What’s to become of a person

But to be torn in two

Between what has been

And what is?

            -- 2006

I actually remember the exact moment I wrote this one, and how enlightened I felt after. Because the thoughts had never fully occured to me before:

Im sick

Im sick of being angry and sad

Im sick of being hurt and upset

Im sick of obsessing over something that I cannot change

They cannot hurt me if I don’t let them

They cannot get to me if I refuse to let them in

No one can bring me down but myself

I have the ability to be an amazing person

And I deserve to be around other amazing people

Who respect me

And care about me

And don’t want to see me hurt

Or bleed

I deserve this

Because

I

Am

Me