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Overcoming the Pains of the Past


I'm backed against the wall There's nowhere left to turn My dreams all turn to ashes As my life begins to burn. The beasts of hate surround me Their blades gleam in the flames Their eyes glow with the fire And venom drips from their fangs. No longer can I run From the evils that tirelessly pursue It’s beyond the hour of thinking Now is the time to do. Indignant, I face my pursuers And strike them with utter surprise With fists clenched and back erect I stare fearlessly into their eyes. Boldly I cry out to them As I firmly stand my ground They have no power, no hold on me And no longer will I be bound. For though my life was in shambles At last, I turned it around The ruins of the past dissolved away And a golden city stands there now.
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