haunt

i want to scream

i want to hide

my fucking past

haunts me every time

anywhere i go

i always know

it will soon

be following right behind

“let it go”

i always hear

as the words pour out

i start to fear

who will save me when the time is near?

people come and go

i’m tired of never letting it show

who i was

who i am

and who i’ll be

when they give me a chance

to be me