I pull out the past I run into Pain I live in the present And Pain lives with me It's for convenience purposes I'm living rent-free I look to the future I see... ...I see Dreams Dreams speaks of Opportunity Opportunity is hard to find But I'll find her I'll make a way to her ~Andy V. Khamsa
Those last 6 lines are something I think about often. This is a deep poem my friend. But I think the past is only as painful as you make it. I mean, if you think about it with a feeling of pain it will be painful. For me, what's done is done.
I understand your pain. Nice poem.
Awww... ...Shucks...Thanks you two. It is what it is.
Andy, I really like your poetry, and I want to wish you well. Take care, Kizzo
Thanks, yo. Now what's a "Kizzo"?