You try to escape,
You want it all to fade,
But it has always stayed.
At times you feel it has all gone,
And all those thoughts have finally decayed.
But it's not true,
Because now it is a part of you.

It has always been there in some corner of your mind,
Making you believe that you've left it behind.
But all it needs, is a moment to rise.
When you're a bit low, when you're in disguise,
Once again it will greet you with surprise.
But it's just a matter of time,
Depends on how well you let these thoughts sublime?
Because now it is a part of you,
And your past will always latch on to you.

But it was YOUR past,
Bright or dark,
Now it is your part.
So what matters is, are you that smart?
Have you decided to be its slave?
Ready to get brushed away by those terrible thoughts' wave?
And allow it to weaken all your faith?
It all depends on your call.
Rise above those horrors or let yourself fall?
And let it control you like a Voodoo doll?

Yeah, no!
That's not who you are!
Because deep down you know you have that power to control.
After all, it was YOUR past,
And there's no such thing that you can't surpass.
You just have to focus on the bright instead of dark.
I know it leaves a mark,
But you can always embark.
You don't need to be a prisoner of your past.
Let go of the rest,
Just keep those lessons it taught.
It may come back as it is a part of you,
But it is all on you,
As it all depends on what part you choose, to hold on to.