Ghosts of the Past
Most of us would have undergone trauma and many of us are still healing. The process of healing is a roller coaster ride. One day we are all happy and excited to look forward to things in life. The other day we feel sad and are clouded by the ghosts of our past that we shut ourselves in a corner. It’s completely all right to not focus on being productive on those days and take the time to recover.
Here’s a little poem on how one would feel when shadows of the past return.
When the body feels low,
Your inner fears grow.
When the mind’s hollow,
Then the demons return.
The inhabitants of hell laugh,
Old expectations rain down,
Wandering heart never sleeps,
Devil’s dance darkens the sight.
The ghosts of old ways return,
But the phantom isn’t supposed to exist at all.
So let’s bury the shadows now ,
In the deepest oceans of Happiness and Hope!
I wish everyone reading this a lot of happiness and peace!
