Sitting,
Softness brushes by,
Listen,
Read,
Feel.
Returned to the old,
Thoughts provoked by another,
Review what has been,
Guess whats to come.
Comparison,
Drives its way in,
Like a nail,
Forcing thoughts.
Who am I,
Who was I,
Where have I been,
Where am I going.
Reflect,
On the change,
Ever present,
But never noticed,
Till too late.
What was,
Is now different,
Not gone but transformed,
Into a new,
Horror.
Feel,
As it was then,
But fear,
What is to come.
Fear,
The only thing worse,
Than what was then,
What will be.
Uncontrollable,
Horrifying,
Goodness,
Feels right,
Till it ends.
It comes back,
With vengeance,
Worse then ever,
Now carrying a promise
Persistence,
Never gone,
All ways here,
Haunting.















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