Same goes to you

You said, i was caught up in
the history, still trifling with
the bitter memories of mine.
You landed your pointy finger
at me, hurling absurd
judgements that i, myself ,
had never let any of those
says came across my mind. My
thoughts are mingled now.
Worst than any mixtures of
shits and bullshits.
But, you got it all wrong this
time . Guess, the scribbled
says in my mind are no longer
visible to your eyes. I held
back my tears but it had
already carved a pathway for
their perfect getaway.
Indication to my loss for my
sacred pride and ego. lol.
Thanks a lot.
I said, a past is a past for me.
It is one of those chapters in
my book that i can never
neglect. Truth is, i end up
smothering myself with tears,
sobbing like a baby, whenever
i reminisce with my past. It is
a despicable nightmare for
me . I had pledged myself to
forget, move on , get over it.
But here i am,still trying to
live my life with ease but i
failed. There's a string that
linked me to the past
somehow buried along with
my wounded emotion. I wish
you'd be in my shoes. Breathe
the air that i breathe.
Tears were always the fullstop
to a memory. I am not pining
for the history i was trapped
into once upon a time. I took
an oath to not let the repeat
button been pushed again.
But, How can anyone could
ever scratch the past from his
mind if its the most shittiest
part that one could ever
swallow?