How could something so trivial,
so far away,
still be painful?
How could something so long gone,
cause one's soul agony?
To fall to their knees in tears.
Why must my past haunt me?
A life never lived clouds my mind.
'What If's' float about.
I could've been different.
My life could've been that of a nightmare.
Yet I was saved.
How can they still taunt me?
Still scab a wound who should've healed.
Why will they not fall from existence,
when things have finally slowed?
How could something so trivial still remain so painful?