Reoccurring Ghost

Tossing and turning
but it keeps coming back,
that vision.

Your smile,
so potent, so deadly,
Why do you curse me?

Plaguing me with endless thoughts,
Taunting me with never-ending questions,
Killing me forever in silence.

I can’t scream, I can’t run,
but you’re always there,
coming back to me with that...smile.

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FROM THE DESK OF THE MENTAL PICKLE:

I have no idea where this came from, I swear...0.0 (Anybody reading my mind and find out what this means?)