The Past is a root that spreads, swelling between us.
A source for constant state of upheaval.
Mistakes, deception and cruelty are a sickness.
The smallest faults expand, proliferate.
The Past is unwilling to forgive or obliterate.
Two souls of different spirit, psyche, strength.
Attempt to move forward together
Continual to struggle.
Where is my spine? Where is his heart?
His thoughts are so deep
They are drowning me.
His philosophy is so stoic
It smothers me.
His systematized style is so uptight
It stifles me.
I should be more
I should be less
Instead, I am
The Past, in its wary way,
Is a destroyer of destiny.
Creating dreams only to be demolished.
Our Past eliminates Our Future.
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