As the dark musings

Played in symphony

The clouded thoughts

Lead to an epiphany

Of pseudo ecstasy;

A deep temptation

To do things left undone,

With a hundred reasons why;

Things I once left

To save me, then,

From myself

That scarred me thence;

A scare ran through my body,

As they haunted me- those ghosts from the past!

As I bury my thoughts in the past,

But never walk their graves past,

They choose to haunt

Whenever they want, triggered by something I know or not!

Yes, I’m scared- they may come again!

So I’ve prayed to myself- “Don’t scare me again!”

~ Gargeya RRS

Hyderabad, India