Faces on empty walls,
Faces in empty rooms,
Faces in the dark,
Voices when I sleep.
They whisper to me,
“Hear me, listen,
I am your phantom,
Your nightmares,
And you are my prey.”

“You’re wrong,”
I cried,
But it was unheard,
It was not uttered,
“Do not torment me!”
I shouted to the void.

Still…
The faces are there,
The voices whispered,
“Hear me, hear me,
I will never leave you,
I will torment you,
Until you forgive yourself.”

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