The Ghost of the Past

A ghost is a thing or a person with unresolved issue or trauma 

that has been kept hidden or forgotten for God knows how long.

And now it's haunting you down.

Wherever you are in this world.

All hell let loose. But this .. is all on you.

Even death could not escape this.

It sound creepy and scary. Like the movie scream.

It will yell (kill) at you until U awake that death is not the end of it.

But we have our stories. The Bitter sweet ones.

Stories to define us for the rest of our lives.

Stories we told.

And there are those stories we hid from the world.

No matter the secrecy or the transparency of the matter.

It is bound to unearth in a very timeless manner, in this physical world.

That is EARTH.

So, u got any ghost of the past?

Well me on the other hand, got plenty in this lifetime. I don't know yet the life before this.

I'm scared to face them at once.

The moment I unleashed them it will be the death of me.

Like , not the literal dying.

But the ceasing to exist the old refined version of me.

The facade we opt to show to the world. 

The good. The patient . The obedient. The righteous.

The beautiful. The very kind . The smart. The perfect. Industrious. The understanding.

The loving and others.

What the hell Universe. Are we supposed to be this good for the rest our effin lives?

What about those moments that we are not okay but since society telling us 

being the opposite is not likeable? The 'Do not cry" because it will make you weak. The Not losing tantrum as it is undesirable.

How can we be of our full potential if we only fulfilling the other half?

Crappy. right. or left

Then that's what we called the real definition of Ghosting.

The cutting of ties of our other self. The cease to exist. And now it became our shadow. 

The darkness. The ugly. The worst. The monster that is feared by many.

Comes, The separation. Of  that very thing that makes us whole.

Of our true Self.

The one we denied.

- Chekay -




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