Poetry - expression from the heart. Although many are LGBT themed, the poetry and musings found here are not contained to any one lifestyle, as feelings have no prejudice. As long as you have an open mind and a willing heart you certainly do belong.
Can we go back?
Is it possible to be someone you used to be? Can you be someone who is one way then goes through something tragic, and then go back to being the way you were? Whether it’s an event, an occurrence, something simple or something life-altering…you need to grow from it in order to move past it, so essentially, there’s only movement in one direction. How can you go back? People change and adapt to their environment, we need to in order to survive. We can go from fearless to fearful, loving to unloved, happy to depressed and vice versa. We fear the unknown, it’s only natural, and while we may not fear the dark we do fear what can happen in the dark. We can be calm and rational until we get eaten away inside and the rage releases itself from its chamber. But can we go back? Truth is, I don’t think so. How can we unsee something we’ve seen? Unhear something we’ve heard? Undo something we’ve done? Unsaid something we’ve said? Unvictimize a victim? Unabuse the abused? We can’t reclaim our innocence. We can’t regain our blindness to such a dirty, dark world.
I wish we could…go back, I mean. There’s so many times that I look at who I am and who I can be and wonder where I would be now if things in my past went differently. If so many “lessons” hadn’t been learned, would I still have the control issues that haunt me? Would I still fear that I could be lost to the monster that may hide inside? Would it even matter? If things were different during times in my past, would I still need the adrenaline rush to fight my boredom? We change, we adapt, we lose our innocence, we lose our passion for all things simple. Is it really for the best?
Copyright © 2008 - Heather Cacciatori
