It’s going on five months now
I thought the “what if‘s” were over
I thought I had locked them away in a box after examining every single one
looking them over and over
and castigating myself for what I could have done.
But apparently it’s not over
Apparently someone unlocked the box
Perhaps I should’ve hidden the key.
The Pandora’s box is open again and the
and the regrets
and the questions
and the guilt
and the self-recriminations
and all those other horrifying feelings
are rushing into my brain.
How did the box open again?
I thought we were done with this.