When I  look forward 
I instantly  go back
I bring to mind
All I have done 
All those  I hurt
All my mistakes
When I am faced
With a rock in my path
I stumble ; I almost fall
For my past
Comes running to me
It holds me prisoner 
It holds me in place
Forbids  me to be new
Still afraid  of myself 
The feelings  I  carry
Turn and churn
Never  escape  my mouth
I realize  I  hurt not you; but me
But here I remain, frozen.

Written  by , 
Terry  Shepherd 
December   2015