I Will Not Believe-

The ghosts of the past-
Come, creeping, crawling-
Sending back memories to my head-
I tell them to leave, for I will not believe-
That they have power over me-
The ghosts of the past come-
When I can not sleep-
I tell them to go-
But they follow me into my dreams-
So I pray, Please keep them away-
I get scared- I get angry-
And in a final moment of reality-
It comes to me-
They only have power over me-
If I begin to hate-
Get angry and curse and let them run my mind-
So I send them away-
Get happy and say-
I will Not Believe that they have power over me-

Janie