Changing A Name, Transfering To Another Place....

because the past
becomes so heavy to carry
i erase it
like any word
that can be deleted
at my own
whim,

i change my name
my place, my dream
i change everything
and simply
be nothing

i empty my past
to fill once again
a space
for my present

i sent word for my
future
and it echoes back
to me
my own destiny.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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