Echoes of the past

Walking around with my umbrella up

Long after the rain has passed

Weary and watchful

As if danger surrounds

Protecting myself

From the invisible storm

Though no one else can see-

It’s very real to me

Echoes of the past

Swirling around

Blurring my vision

Obstructing my path

Echoes of the past

Playing like shark music in my ear

Signaling danger

Yet none appears

Skeletons once evicted from the closet

Come peeking in the window, knocking at the door…

It’s easier to keep them out this time.