Ephialtes:

Recrudescence
Trauma haunting me harder this time
Guilt swallowing me into darkness
Anxiety crawling from underneath my bed
Panic muffling my screams for help
Chained by the past, wounded by love
Scarred by the ones I loved
I silently fall asleep, to my own wailing
Waking up to new demons everyday
They come lurking again at night
All I had to do was to realise,
That I was stuck in a time warp called past.
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