Not in love with the past, but afraid

They say the razor present edge is unavailable
At any time for shaving one's experience close
To the skin; fine; expectations and memories 
Will wrestle for the belt with which to tie the
Other up and forget about it; I would prefer 
The future win the match: the past is filled 
With demons that threaten to grow to fill the
Space available, invasive? No, this is their
Home, I am at home, and while these words
Seem to indicate the same place, one is
Horrible and the other does not exist.