Old memories, old actions, old regrets,
It seems someone never forgets,
They seem to return over and over again,
When will they disappear,
When, when, when...
Why are the details so important,
They aren't even related to us.
Do they really have to add up,
Or have to be continuous?
Feels like being stuck in the past.
I am curious to how long it will last.
It eats away the present oh so fast,
That even our future will become the past.
Poem Of Past Regrets And Memories
Stuck In The Past
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2008 with permission of the Author.
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