The present in the past

Bound by the shackles of my past
At the stars in a moonlight night I stare
Wondering if I had done things differently
Would I still have been so scared.

I wish I could feel good
I wish I didn't have to feel this fall
But maybe the only way to feel good
Is to not feel anything at all.

I think it is time
Time to let all go
Bury the demons of my past
And let my grief flow

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