Past Images by Sherrie Lee

The images in my head
Constantly fill me with dread.

I need to set them free
In order to be me.

The past is well behind me
It’s the future I should see.

Causality of events of the past
Continue to consume and confine me.

I need to release my wings
Feel the air flow between them.

Trample the baggage beneath my feet
Commence a new chapter with a clean sheet.

I live among humans
But I don’t really understand them.

If only we could all be kind and considerate
Then life would not be so indifferent.

Sherrie Lee