• Past

    On the place I called home
    I found myself on the chamber door
    It was locked...
    Locked for the once
    Who tried to shatter...
    All the things
    That was left alone

    Past has been always called Past
    And the Present has always been present

    On this I stand alone
    Will I break the silence
    Whispering on my own home

    What has Past to offer me
    And make me open it again
    For me to remember the bitter sweet days and lies
    That I tried to forget

    Past...

    am I ready to regret or to forget.

    by: M.M.M. Yuki Frozen