Something Rotting

at times I feel a painful discomfort like something terrible has happened when nothing has happened at all I can tell that something has reminded my mind of a feeling from a time long ago that I can't quite place a memory somewhere hidden under the pile of things I've hardly begun to sort through Like the echos of a gunshot reverberating in my mind from a war I fear still continues within Like an undetectable festering wound some hidden disease with silent symptoms sickness isn't what scares me but the uncertainty if I am unwell terrifies me That something might be rotting somewhere inside. leaving me with this shaky feeling of a memory long forgotten or perhaps buried rattling my bones like I am a cage for the things that hide in my mind tormenting me reminding me that it may be forgotten but it will not be gone.