ghosts

these ghosts of my past

lately they dance around my periphery

taunting

twirling

tantalizing me

with memories

with pain

with a scant sliver of hope.

i know they don’t intend to fuck with my serenity

or do they?

dysfunctional,

lost apparitions

left in the past

because we cannot coexist peacefully in present.

i wish they would leave me alone.

i wish i could leave them alone.

rather than acquiesce or chase

after them

wild

frantic

spinning myself sick

wondering if this time it will be different.

haunted by my ghosts

I wonder who I haunt?

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