Haunted Thoughts

Even though you are long gone, there is always a moment when I find you sneaking back in. I fight to push your words from my mind. Some were true, but others were lies. Lies that wouldn’t be discovered until long after you died.

The innocence you gave. The innocence you took and felt no blame. Who were you to say the things you did? Who were you to treat even yourself or me that way? You struggled so much in life, I just hope death is much more comfortable?