dust

I sneeze from all of the dust
I pulled things from the past
that were better left undisturbed
what can I say?

most think what one doesn't know
will not hurt you
I think the opposite is true
I would rather know all...
ask the questions...
put it to sleep...

now I lay awake each night
dream the nightmares when I sleep
wondering, wondering
ghosts of the past linger
a black apparition
slinking around my thoughts

I don't know
I don't remember
I don't think so
I thought I did
no resolution