Jericho's Random Book of Unrelated Poems and Stuff

Lessons Burned

If all but sorrows lie behind me,

Why shouldn't I burn that past bridge?

If all I care for is gone,

Why keep my ties within?

I have a knife, just cut them,

The future is all I have.

But if all I know is crumbling,

Life will ony make me sad.

The events of the past still haunt me,

but are full of lessons I must learn.

What good would come of those,

If those lessons I must burn?

The past, still filled with sorrows,

Are also filled with mirth.

But through the pain,

I'm still at life's gain,

For my mind's new and knowing birth.