63: Everybody Has a Past

Everybody has a past.
What have you done with yours?
Have you stashed it in the attic,
Under layers of stifling dust,
Where you can pretend it doesn’t exist?
If you have, make sure you never open that door.
Light falling on swirling motes of dust,
Creates fearful illusions.
If you don’t want to face those nebulous ghosts,
Keep that door closed tight.
Reinforce it day and night.

Are you re-living the past every day,
Drowning under years of tears and sorrow,
With the waves of your emotions,
Threatening to take your breath away?
Are you avoiding people and places,
That trigger e-motion sickness;
Or are you deliberately seeking out,
That music and those memories,
The daily lives of those faces,
So that you can dwell longer,
In this ocean of familiarity.
Is this your daily reality?

Have you burnt your memories,
in a cleansing fire and risen anew?
Did you collapse in a heap of ashes and feel like nothing,
Before realising that you have been given an opportunity,
To rebuild yourself from the ground up;
A chance to develop a more sophisticated model of you,
A you that is glad of past events,
Because they forced you to redesign,
And become more highly evolved.
Are you at peace with the story told?

Maybe you think this is overly dramatic,
and none of it applies to you;
But the fact remains,
Everybody has a past.
What have you done with yours?

Lady Satellite