People say I should forget, go on with my life. Let the past lie exactly there. Forge ahead, get over the strife. Yes that makes sense to a certain extent, yet myself on this journey I’ve sent…. To hurdle the fences and cross the bridge, to stand firm, stand strong and soberly live. To forge ahead I can agree, but to leave the past, would be leaving me, the hurts, the pains, the sorrows, the shame, on my heart these things are seared… To leave them would be further feared. To not remember where I rose from, to not remember how low my head hung. Now held high, a new spark in my eye, a renewed being, a bright future I’m seeing. So forget the past, I think not, ‘cause from it a new life is brought.