Memories Are Haunting

By Jaanya Vijh

She sits on her bed

The one where she cried

Where she worked and wrote 

Books cover the entire spread

And she gingerly picked up the one covered in dust 

Perhaps the memory lane

Isn't as glorious as she imagined

But looking back

She realized she never moved on

From the pain

Never celebrated what she gained

But lit a candle

In the memory no longer pressnt

The people she wished she never hurt

Kept it afloat 

In vast ocean of her regrets

All the people who said would stay

All the people she never thought she could love

She sits, half her life through

Some sort of thing

People call a midlife crisis

But she watches no tears fall

Because they've dried up her emotions 

From breaking her heart 

After letting her fly high 

Till she can no longer take another breath

Regrets she has

And the guilt that overcomes

She buries it deep within

Never to be seen

She has been strong

And no one needs to see her past

Walking out the door

She lights one final candle

And let the fire

Consume all the regrets and wishes

By Jaanya Vijh