History.

History.

A Poem by 1Disawsum

I'm hidden behind your shadow,
I'm there when you want me least.
I'm a secret hidden behind your walls,
A secret you don't want out.
You trusted me not to get out,
You hated me with a vengeance.
You blame me for what happens now,
But where were you when this all started?
I may be hidden for the rest of your life,
I may be kept away from all human worlds.
I may be kept inside your heart, 
But what you must realise is,
I am still a part of you.
I may be a dark monster to you,
I may be an angry pest you want away from you.
But what I do hold is a key.
The key to your past.

© 2014 1Disawsum


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There is different thoughts that went through my head when I was reading through this. It is truly amazing when I can read a couple of lines and have a hundred memories and ideas come to my mind. That's a true poet's talent. You have that too. One of the thoughts were.....an ex that caused so much drama and heartache and is recognized as "history." They have done so much damage in your life and it hurts to look back at what all things have happened. That ex can sometimes hold the key to your past and flaunt it in your face and smile. That is one thought I interpreted even though it may be far from the real interpretation you have in your own mind. Thank you for sharing such a lovely and deep piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1Disawsum

10 Years Ago

aaw thanks so much! That's a great interpretation of this poem, and everything you say is true. My i.. read more
Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect

10 Years Ago

You are very welcome! It's my pleasure.

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