Poetry

Change The Past

“Good or bad, my past
brought me to where I am.
I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”

I used to think about what I would give to go back and rewrite history. But no matter what I dreamed up, I was still a powerless child with no means of escape. I was just too small and weak to fight back. But none of that really mattered when I came to the realization that my life wouldn’t be the same today had those things in my past not happened. I wouldn’t be who I am, let alone have everything I couldn’t live without today. So as much as it hurts to acknowledge that nothing was in my control, I don’t think I would have changed anything.

© Sarah Doughty
2019

Good or bad, that’s something I have to live with.

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