Shards of Memory

I cannot keep the wounds of the past they have evaporated. I worked to dissolve them forever; no one has the right to keep hell by their side. I placed my faith in rising through positive thought, I cleared the shadows of the past and gave birth to a new dawn. No, and no! I cannot hold on to the remnants of the past. I long for a faithful friend divine existence to hold onto his shoulder and let him guide me, so I may avoid the traps set by unscrupulous men who delight in my fall. I stumbled, but I did not fall. I move forward for such is life: to keep moving forward, never to keep the wounds of the past. by Serj Éty’n

Serj Éty’n

Shards of Memory