When are you haunted?

Have things long past and forgotten

come again in dreams to

make you remember, to

open the wounds and let

the hurt flow freely?

Why are you haunted?

Have all your smiles and joy

turned on you and said

you know i am not real

i am not what you think and

suddenly disappeared?

How are you haunted?

Do ghosts of thoughts come and go

or do pictures repair themselves

and disregard the tears in themselves?

What is it to be so haunted?