Vile heat
That unforgotten scene
I don't belong here
I'm lost in time
Intentional or not
It feeds me what I fear
I recognize what's happening and try to shake it clear
But once I've seen the place
Sometimes it will stay
Certain shapes are just so strong they'll damage anyway
When the mind's afloat
I should know what's coming
Thoughts go back to the past
Things I'd rather leave
Memories that haunt, hurt or shame
All the same and more
Flashes of subjects I lament or hate
Words that I've spoken or actions I've made
Randomize
Or focused images
The fog of chaos
An astral wall
So why's it have to be
The bad over the good
Can't I just see the positive
No, that takes conscious thought
Or helpful triggering from elsewhere
Even those that I've not taken part
From other stories that left a mark
Relax and then await
It will self-mutilate
Rarely the happiness of life