Die, Past Die

I refuse to get trapped here again. I will not let my feet fall into these pitfalls. I am not gonna to allow myself to be a prisoner of yesterday. yes, I still remember how it was, but that is because I refuse to black out something that helped create the strength that is in me due to what happened. I refuse to let go of something that helped in the creation of my creative freedoms. That helped open my eyes to the wide arrays for genres that I am capable of indulging in. Something that taught me how brilliant music is and how great it could be just to cry. Everything in life happened to teach me. The lessons I have learned from those moments are priceless, that doesn't I want the past to thrive in me. It is okay to learn to live with it, but the the victim feeling and all the crappy shit it brings up can REST IN PEACE. So please be aware when I say die, past die, I am not referring to the beauty it created. No I am only referring to the shit that tries to come backup when I wake up and its the first thing on my mind. So die, past die and raise again Stephanie in all her shining light.