Haunted

They tell me to let go but I cannot seem to be free. Their words mean nothing. The past haunts me. I don’t hold onto it. It finds me. I dream of it. Flashes of memories come upon me in the day. No. I am not the one holding on. You don’t know what haunts me.

Monsters. Needles. Desperation. Whore. Lonely. Sad. Suicide. She was met with contempt for her sadness. The girl talked so much. Abandoned. Raped. Molested. Ignored. Scared. Sad. Unstable. Never launched. Handicapped. It’s hard. Foundation unstable.