How is it
You can still have so much control
Half my life later?

You should have been
A blip on my radar
A ****** month
Maybe a ****** year
But here we are
16 years later
And I can still be brought to tears
By your name.

When you died,
I thought I put you to rest.
I was finally at peace
And you couldn't hurt me
Anymore.

I moved away
And left every memory behind.
And still, you sneak up
Behind me
In the middle of a dark alley
And terrorize me
From my mind.

How do I get away
From my own thoughts?