What we are

We are like forgotten ghosts
That haunt you
As you try to sleep.

We are like a windy day
Though you block your face
You can’t stop the dust from getting in your eyes.

We are like tears
That have disappeared
But still stain your cheeks.

We are like a bug bite.
Try as might, you itch
But we will not be simply scratched away.

We are your memories.
Your mistakes.
Your regrets.

We are ghosts that haunt.
Dust in your eyes.
Tear stains on your cheeks.
And bug bites.

We are your truth.
 And deep down you know—

We will follow you to the end.