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Back To The Past (The Good Times)
I left and I came back- To find myself here,
Egulfed in memories and drowned in tears.
It seems everywhere I turn there's another reminder of the past,
A reminder of everything I had- And everything that didn't last.
I wish I could start over- Live it all again,
Do a couple things differently- Change things before they end.
Maybe my present wouldn't be so bad- I wouldn't be so sad,
If I could just go back to all the things I had.
My life was pretty good- Couldn't really complain,
All the pleasures that I had just outweighed the pain.
But now I'm stuck with all the hurt again,
Not to much to be happy for- Drenched by acid rain.
It's burning my insides- Leaving behind stains,
On my brain- On the verge of going insane.
How can I remain- Or continue to play this game.
It makes no sense- Because I always seem to lose,
As soon as I feel I'm comming back- I trip and re-bruise.
My heart- And it hurts- I can't explain what I feel,
I knew it was too good to be true- I knew it wasn't real.
I knew it couldn't last- I knew it would pass,
I was blinded by the mass- Of good that all came at once,
Blinded by happiness- I never saw the punch.
That was to follow- That dropped me to the ground,
And when I opened my eyes- There was no one around.
All the good that I had- Was swiftly taken away,
In the blink of an eye- I was back to dark days.
And dark ways- Back to the pain,
Back to the hurt- Back to the shame.
I just want to go back- Back to the good,
Back when I was happy- I wish I understood.
I just want my life back- I just want one more try,
One more shot at happiness- If not, then just let me die.
Because I left and I came back- To find myself here,
Egulfed in memories and drowned in tears.
It seems everywhere I turn there's another reminder of the past,
A reminder of everything I had- And everything that didn't last.
Michael C. Lucas
