O the shadows of the past

Keep haunting me

The words that were spoken

Although forgiven

But they are forever etched within

 

O the ghosts of pain

Keep digging old wounds

Although healed

Yet these ghosts Keep unfixing

Deepening the wounds

Making memories painful

 

Will I be able to come out

Will these stop chasing me

Will I be able to wash away those memories

Will the painful words ever be erased

 

I wish to plunge blindly once again

But the memories like ocean's deep 

Never let me do it, I wish I could wipe off

But I'm not able to do it on my own

 

Time is not a healer

Nor a forgetting machine

But a lesson deep and dark

Holding me back from my best hours

 

Who can erase those painful memories

Who can change the moral of that story

Will I be able to do it ever

Or a beautiful, loving, kindness and compassionate memory

Rewritten over those dark words could change this for me

But how? When all I receive is just the opposite

So how will light ever reach Me

How will love ever heal me

Who can do it, if not me then the one who ruined it, may be?