I started thinking about ghosts today. The type that haunts you, long after you began being haunted. The kind that provoke you; stare at you square in the face. I don’t think we as people are afraid of things that go bump in the night, but rather the types of things that taunt us.
We are haunted not by ghosts, but by ourselves. Ghosts of who we used to be; unrecognizable faces in the dark. We are haunted by decisions we have made, or things we may have said in a moment of passion. Our actions can sometimes be scarier than anything grabbing you from a dark alley. Our thoughts can haunt us in a way nothing else can. Things like pain, or regret, can stay with you long after the initial incident is gone. Sentences that made sense at the time, now seem like someone else’s words. These things that haunt our steps; our current actions. The ghosts of our past are very much so our present. The reality of “the present” is actually quite terrifying. Because the ghosts of our past dictate the present day; in more ways than we know.
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