YOU WONDER WHY

you vowed never to return to the grave where you burried them having laid them to rest, your fears having laid flowers and ribbons of your regrets, doubts and nightmares having shed all the tears and sobs having stripped yourself of joys shaved your head clean of reason just sat by the grave, in communion after all these you rise, as if done to begin the long walk back to life to sanity and all pertaining to it hoping for the load to be lighter two steps away from the grave of past you feel empty, as if you left something your life perhaps? you wonder why you buried them not the vices of course but the people who made it worth to brave the chewing pangs you wonder if it was worth burying them