Haunted

There's a haunted house inside me.

It retains unwanted anger, regrets,
and shame.

It's dark, and it's spooky.
The cobwebs hold hostile emotions.
All that's positive and constructive
seems to have died.

It projects psychological untruths.
It needs to be demolished,
burned down and rebuilt.

Now!

Author's Note

Thanks Pat for the burned down line.

Reviews

[Lorry]

The pasts regrets linger within us all Relic. Sometimes I wish they weren't quite as loud or as irritating, but you do what you have to do to exorcise those ghosts.
Personally, my preference is to do things I know they hate, like silence and meditating in silence, or reading in silence while wearing noise cancelling headphones, just in case a memory of them talking infiltrates my mind. (Not to keep the noise out, but to keep them escaping and infecting someone else)
But failing that, a ritual of burning should work, just make sure you aren't near enough the flames to be burned and just the memories along with anything physical from them should suffice.
Perhaps a mantra to remind them that they belong to the past and to go back from whence they came wouldn't hurt either.
Regrets, I've had a few,
but then again, I try not to talk about them in case I jinx them awake... so someone almost sang! 😃

[Relic]

Thanks for a great comment, Lorry.

[The Analog Kid]

Hi TIm, I like the brevity of this poem. We can become prisoners of our own mind and the negative thoughts it projects. It feel like a "time to pull the trigger moment" has come for the narrator. It is a constant battle to take the plunge and burn it all down.

[Relic]

Thank you Pat. Burn it down....I should have thought about that. Thanks for the comment.

[The Analog Kid]

Absolutely. Glad you liked my comment. Happy New Year!

[Relic]

Happy New Year to you to. :)