They say the man that ventures most
At times, does not go far
For he may be across the world
But he is caged by his own scars
The realities of what happened in his youth
Conflict within him deep
So, miles away he may be from us
But in the same spot he tends to be
Envied by so many who surround him
Yet he pities himself
For what is a worldly man of many riches
If he is haunted daily by his past
Stamps on his passport
But mentally he is sitting at home
Despite the thousands of miles he may travel
He remains stationary and alone
“Do not drag the misery of your past into your present. If you do, you will never be able to escape it.” -Monica Renata
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