I try to keep my focus faced
In the right direction, always
But the path I tread is haunted
By ghosts of past transgressions
They follow me, so close behind
Sneaking up unbidden
And when they find their moment
They creep into my mind, unbidden
Tearing at my will
Turning my gaze back behind
To moments that I’ll never have again
And people better left to memory
It only serves to slow me down
On a road already seeped in struggle
But still I carry on
For what else can I do
But find my way to peaceful resolution
Where these spectres haunt my way no more