Regret washes over me
I can never get free
Things said
Things unsaid
Chase me
Haunt me
Everywhere I turn I see them
Hiding their faces
Or screaming in fury
I am stuck in the past
There’s no escape
From my predatory thoughts
They taunt me
Surround me
No way out
For a second they freeze
But when I turn they are closer
Stalking me waiting for me to slip
To blink again.
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