Compunction
I re-lived itand then again
swallowed back
into a closed chapter
upon a familiar wall-hanging
I turn my head to the left
and there you are
as real as life
I am feeling all over again
better than that day
more appreciation
I hop to the next scene
clouds are in fast forward
jerking to a halt
settling on the root
the turning point
the...regretful moment
sadness floods me
my foolish pride
the haunting
coming out of the tunnel
I am stripped
and exposed
I have seen what I was
I swell in sorrow
a tortured soul again
after a few more times
I will remove the wall-hanging
I will clean my windows
and I will forgive myself
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