[Spoken word form – intended to be read aloud]
I will be haunted by my own ghost;
after all, it is me and my selves that I fear the most.
The spectre at the end of my bed will be my own reflection,
a projection of my ugliest traits and unacceptable thoughts,
the ones I tried to bury deep but keep on creeping up on me.
I will be disturbed, and tortured, and cursed
by the various versions of me that I hated the best,
the personalities that I present that never asked, never meant,
never wanted to be created but exist, born out of hatred
and, for now, sedated.
And maybe I hurt me the most;
I will be haunted by my own ghost.