Past, how do you feel when you think about it,

How many emotions have you felt,

How many were happy, how many were sad,

How many times you wished you were dead,

Asked my inner voice out loud,

When it figured out the place I wanted to tread,

I planned to revisit the memories in my head,

To conquer the fears which I have bred,

My instincts shouted otherwise,

But a fool I am, Who was no wise,

Went into my past feeling like one of those superheroes,

Now, they say it’s been ages since I am in state of comatose,

They say I am not responding to their treatment,

While, Inside my head, I am in combat with past every moment.