The Start… Again

Shadows of my past
Are only real in my future
They follow me around each day
As if all my sins seek revenge

Creation of my haunting
Has paths that lead to me
Everything and everyone
Turned their back when I plea mercy

Visions of my scars
Only lead to dead ends
I wish that I could erase what I did
But time has been my punishment

Please save me for my torture has lasted too long
Please spare my suffering for I can’t take much more
Please bless the others that walk the path I do
And please remember the sorrow I went through to end up at the start again

I really like this, Nika, and I can certainly relate. I like the idea of being at the start again. There really do seem to be new starts in life; if there were not we would have no hope at all, but there do seem to be new starts, and things take new directions. I feel a little bit of a new start every day, and I have had a few huge new starts over the course of my lifetime, starts which followed stops and were like new births after deaths. I feel like I have lived and died a few times, and I don't mean reincarnation, either; I mean just in this earthly span of mine.

Let it be a new start. That's what we all need. This forum needs a new start. I am glad you are here; you can be and are an important and a beautiful part of that. Let new things bloom now. I can tell you, as someone who has died and come back from the dead, it is possible to start again. The main problem is those who would prevent us: those who never forgive--even if there is nothing to forgive--and who are stuck in a past of anger and hurt and will not let us leave it, where they have kept us imprisoned there with them. That's usually family and relationships. But then, even worse, there are just some really angry (and hurting, even if they won't admit it) people out there; angry little storms of darkness, lashing out at everything and everyone without specificity... unless and until they can focus their fury on someone or something. And when that happens, people are hurt, raped, attacked, murdered. It is the soul of crime, and, by extension, of war.

I love your poem, and I love the idea of a new start. It IS possible. WE can start new. OTHERS do their utmost to prevent and defeat us, because they are stuck and cannot start anew, so that is our struggle. But it is a struggle worth fighting, and winning.

We WILL fight, and we WILL win. I believe in us!

The final line alone is worth an accolade.

Thank you steven and hey, You two have brightened my day. I am proud to have such great supporters in my work and YES STEVEN.... WE WILL FIGHT.. WE WILL WIN.. AND I BELIVE IN US TOO!

Mwauh

Nikita

"Visions of my scars
Only lead to dead ends
I wish that I could erase what I did
But time has been my punishment"

Piercing. If not your best work, it's one of your mnost affecting ones! These are strong words; may they lead you through the dark times.

~Much Love~
Megan

I'm sure that "piercing" was a non de plume, as Del Boy would say!