Ghost of the Past (Again)
Weekly Diary Entry
why why
why why
Why can’t you just leave me alone?
Why do you follow?
Why does everything stick?
—Get off of me!—
Can’t you see I want nothing
To do with you? Never again
I want them to get away from me;
Their faces and names, their avatars,
Their photos, their memories, and expectations
And texts, their hellos and ideas of what I am;
I want to wash it away, but it sticks—the past
Rears its ugly head, a head that’s like mine.
i don’t to get
want see it. i need to away…
This story is part of a collection of poems, short stories and introspective diary entries, called “Grimoire of a Weird Person II”.