If you open a/the door, you invite whatever is on the other side, into your life, whether it be good or bad. Some people think it is better to relive the past as memory, instead of reaching for it! Once the door is open and truth speaks, you can never take back words spoken from the heart. We are frail creatures needing to be touched and loved. There are moments when tomorrow has no meaning because it seems the joy in your life ended yesterday.
I touched my past the other day, and it left me humbled and alone. Longing for the songs of yesterday when the melodies were sweet and pure
I touched my past the other day, and now I lay wounded, trembling in the snow. Icicles breaking free and piercing my heart
I touched my past the other day, I am lost in that world wondering what tomorrow might bring or take away, there is trauma, and it hurts my soul
I touched my past the other day, and my heart soared with love much older than I knew love could survive. It delivered me to now, a place it could not live
I touched my past the other day and wept to learn it had only been on hold. I touched the edges longing to see if it would touch me back
I touched my past the other day and left my soul suspended there, knowing I would never be whole again. In touching my past, I left some of me drifting in the dark.