the poltergeist of my past rises up wailing and weeping and gnashing her teeth she throws memories at walls until I shatter, guilt besieging me haunted by the ghost of shoulds gone by drifting through halls of long ago

she grows wild in retrospect anger like bile rising in my throat she thrives on the stumbles of youth demanding retribution for moments that can never be altered, as time moves only forward, only forward

she is a wicked little thing trapped in the remembrance of yore monstrous persistence clogging my senses I hate her I fear her I love her #napowrimo2019 #poetry #the100dayproject

Kyeli Smith @Kyeli