Nostalgia

 I dont speak to you anymore

I chat with the ghosts in my head

My demons knows your name

As now you occupy the same space

Once I would have said

You are the light that shines my way

Now it seems like all along

You were the darkness I was fighting instead

I begged you to leave me alone 

Yet unbeknownst to me

You stole a part of me and disappeared 

I guess you pointed out my weaknesses and exploited my vulnerabilities 

Guess its time for a security upgrade

Launching of a me with better sense

Sometimes I feel like all i am doing is

Straightening the vase after a hurricane 

Ignoring all the destruction in its wake

Just patching things up with band aid and some tape

Perhaps ts time for a good spring cleaning

Dust all the cobwebs and hang out the curtains

Empty the drawers from memories of you

And let the stale scent of nostalgia dissipate