Fear of the past

Eyes full of pain, you smile with regret.
You close them for hours trying to forget.
Tears on your cheeks and scars on your skin
Tell of a time of darkness and sin.

Mournful past of sorrow, oh how you struggled in vain!
The fear will always linger, for it may happen again...

You open your eyes and you just see the same.
Nothing is there. Nothing is there...
Nothing...