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Behind Me Is The Past
I was lost
Feeling a little betrayed
Apathetic and agitated
My mind rarely swayed
I was malicious
Not resulting in remorse
Hunting and dependent
Your anguish was my source
I was broken down
Waiting for a pause
Unsettled and insomnious
Wandering without a cause
I was the fire
Without the water, earth, or wind
Isolated and irritated
Alone because I sinned
I was so weak
So much did I feel
Vulnerable and helpless
The world became so real
I was too much
Feeling everything and nothing
Moody and irritable
Wanted my life to mean something
I admit how I was
But now I have changed
Tranquil and blissful
No longer deranged
poem
by
Jennifer Peckins
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