WRITE A POST IN RESPONSE TO TODAY’S ONE – WORD PROMPT.
I can hear the ECHO of the past pounding at my door.
I can see it’s shining light as it zips by my head.
I can no longer escape its pull and I plunge into its darkness once again.
A black hole it sucks me out of my present and drowns me in old memories.
How long will I wallow in them this time? How long will it take me to recover?
When will I be able to stop the barrage of a time that no longer exists?
How can I keep it from continuously infecting my present?
There never seems to be an escape from this hell I am in.
All I want, no need is for it to leave me, let me be.
A lone tear escapes me as I cringe in the face of the echoes from my past.