GHOST OF MY HISTORY

Here you are once again
The ghost of my history.
Why you continue to haunt me so
Remains such a mystery.

I had hoped after all these years
You would have gone away.
Why must you cause sleepless nights
And depress me through the day?

Just when I am resting easy
And think that you are gone
You sneak up so vindictively
And haunt me all night long.

I never would have thought
That after all these years,
Memories could be so alive
Replaying my deepest fears.

Why would you want to hang around
The past is dead and gone?
You cause me shame and suffering
When I know I did no wrong.

You cast a shadow over me
And drag me so far down.
What gives you so much power
To exist in me so long?

You must be the devil's friend
As you thrive on living hell.
I can hear your evil echoing
As though I'm falling in a well.

You think you have me trapped
In a place I cannot escape
But I refuse to give in to you
Or your torment of mental rape.

I hate to disappoint you
After all that we've been through
But you don't control my destiny
You can believe what I say is true.

Do what you must old nightmare
It's morning and I'm still alive.
There's power in me greater than you,
Faith in God and the will to survive.

©Copyright May 24, 2001 by Eileen Breedlove