Free my heart

Dear past, free my heart
I am too blessed and gifted to dwell on you
There is abundance in front of me
Future promises to make me smile
Everyday I wake to another opportunity
To make better decisions
To love and accept love
The universe presents gifts daily
He sent me angels to make it better
They who support and help me
Listen...mind is talking to you
Like the comrades he is fighting for my heart
To be freed from your agonizing clutches
For you to pack, wave and leave
For you to see reason and sense
Why do you hold on?
Is it...is it to remind me of where I come from
Then please visit me once in three-hundred-and-fifty-six-days
Preferably on day one
Or is it your jealousy on future
For I must say he is quite dashing from where I stand
And honest as he is clear about himself
You see your lease is up
I simply cannot accommodate you anymore
Not in my heart; not in my mind and never in my soul
Not even in my twenty-four hour day
Your time is over
You, your friends guilt, pain and depression
So free my heart

Ta,
Budgie