Uninvited Thoughts
January 18, 2020 - Entry 5 I was haunted by his shadow. It clung to me much like wet clothes clung to my skin. Hard to remove and unshakeable. Perhaps, not as haunting as a dead person, but haunting that it'd make its way into my thoughts, uninvited and intrusive. Unwanted, nonsensical things filled my mind. And I hated every moment of it. I couldn't begin to describe my frustration. After all, everything had been going so right for me. But just as I'm taking a step forward, something, someone pulls me back. Only I can piece myself out of this mess. But I have no answers. Just burning questions easily dismissed aside. It's not so simple to simply reach out and get through to someone. Words are carelessly thrown down, pushed aside, left longing and wanting, but simply untouched. What a waste of breath. What a waste of energy. I fall back into myself again. With no one to catch me, even as with shaky, unsteady fingers trembling, I can't even think to s...