Ghost's from the past

The shadows block the light of the sun today

Sadness is wrapped around me like a blanket

It is more than the passing of my father

It is that old familiar, nauseating feeling

Something bad is coming this way

I close my eyes, and breathe in and out

As scenes from past flash before me

So many faces I have not seen since I was a child

Ghost’s from the past that want to stay

Quiet voices asking me to come out and play

With my eyes still closed I start to count

One, for anger and violence

Two, for fear and silence

Three, for you and me

Four, remember you are FREE

I take a deep breath as I continue to count

Hoping the ghosts just disappear

Cease the return of this paralyzing fear

Freezing my very thoughts

Their very presence takes me back

To a childhood nightmare

Of windowless rooms

Darkness and shadows

Control

and doom

Dysfunction

Lost families

Broken lives

Some people

Can’t go home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This was wrote after the passing of my father....it took me months to understand where this came from................

Reviews

[Pema Dorje]

sometimes we re-experience the impressions of the past as they are leaving us, like when we heal from a long sickness, just before we get better we get sick all over again ... the way of this water body, and our brain is mostly water... yhis piece feels like that dark windowless room... well crafted feelings

[V. K. Harris]

This is beautiful, your writing is breathless.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Ah yes ... something wicked, this way comes ... the thick sense of foreboding, so thick it chokes you. Well Ma'am, though you describe it with aplomb, I hope the evil mist is soon burned off.

[Richard McLin]

Haunting is a great word for this piece. You have a great style and it works perfectly on this piece.


Richard

[Sean M. Addams]

very haunting and very nicely done... good job on this.

[Imperfection]

This one will stay with me for sometime.
Very effective piece.

[Brette Medb]

This was absolutely amazing...I don't think I've ever read anything quite like it.

The picture that you so perfectly painted was so surreal and it took you straight in to the heart of the poem...

Great job!

[Mark]

The kind of piece that's hard to write because it scares the hell out of you what's inside, bottled up, sometimes. When you turn and face the fear it subsides. Good writing. I like the pull on the eyes with the flow and rhyme. Thanks for sharing.

[Rain]

Victoria..
This is a beautiful, but haunting piece. It is sad when unexplained feelings halt our progress, when memories do not inspire, but chain us. Wishing you a clear path, Rain

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This is absolutly fabulous... I think of many times I've had those dark feelings come over me and not sure why... your fear and confusion are well described... simply AMAZING!!! A fav of mine.

[Donald Meikle]

Can't tell you what to do, but, when I get a bad premonition I tell the people I love to be careful especially careful for a day or two. The rest is soul searching to find a cause for the effect(don't know how I do that)
but sometimes I'm relieved.