The Past

Paul Bell

You still live in the past

Like some old crutch dragging you further to your knees

Wake Up, I know what you see

The blood soaked underwear was just life, primal

The vultures stopped circling years ago

They died as well

Just like the love, remember

New horizons, that’s what they say

Make the distance pay

Yet, here we are again

Broken people

Glue us back together

The cracks still show

I once thought, build a three-storey house

Me at the top, you at the bottom, love in the middle

That way we both get a bit of something

Wouldn’t that be great

Few years from now

You walk up the stairs

Love is waiting

Wouldn’t that be great

Just don’t climb any higher

You left the past behind, remember.

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  • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

    a good write, enjoyed

  • sorenbarrett

    Multi story metaphor in this write Paul and in the middle sandwiched love. Nicely done my friend

  • Friendship

    Nicely said.

  • arqios

    Sometimes the past that we left piggybacks without our noticing. 🙏🏻🕊️

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Paul, this moves through damage, memory, and that uneasy attempt to rebuild…wanting something workable even when the cracks won’t disappear. There’s a push forward here, but it keeps glancing back, and that’s what gives it weight. Great job, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

  • Katie B.

    Wow, powerful punch. Makes its message known. Well penned.

  • Thomas W Case

    Raw and confrontational—this reads like a relationship autopsy delivered without soft edges, where memory and resentment are still arguing over the same ground.
    The grit is in that uneasy mix of intimacy and distance: love reimagined as structure, but built on fractures that never quite disappear.

    • Paul Bell

      Yeah, when it goes wrong, it goes wrong.

    • Teddy.15

      No matter how much we climb the past may always be in sight, unfortunately it's easier said than done to forget it. What we can do is accept it and move forward learning from it. 🌹

      • Paul Bell

        She moved to another planet. lol



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