Past to Present

Releasing hold of the victim's mind,
Taking back control from hope or chance.
The past, a desolate dream,
A self-created struggle just above the surface.

Getting so old, you feel the length but not it's worth.
As these waves of doubt surround, will you keep them away?

Never thought to question, that safest slide-
From past to present the failures feared their way in.
So often overwhelmed, but have learned to see,
Somethings for what they are and should be.

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