Black shadow of the past,
Clings onto you,
Claws around your wrist,
Like handcuffs,
Past filled,
With bittersweet memories,
The pleasant memories sometimes,
Cause pain,
A reminder of what's lost,
Those memories are enlightening,
Or too painful,
All thats left to do,
Is start anew,
With more memories,
To add onto your lap,
Keep stepping forward,
Embracing the future,
Which hold much more,
The bewildering puzzle of life,
Clears up at the right moment,
Presenting your purpose,
And your worth to this world.