I keep dreaming about the past
Seeing things that happened
But in different ways
Recalling memories that didn’t come to pass
Which is real and which is fake?
Was a minor detail misremembered?
Is my subconscious trying to tell me something?

The recurring dreams are disturbing to say the least
Reminding me of what I used to think were better days
But better they were not
Different yes, but not better
They often say that, “ignorance is bliss”
A truer statement was never uttered

Things were different then
I was so stubborn, so stuck in my ways
Brainwashed and blinded to the truth
Life was easier then, when things were black and white
There was only one way to live, it was either us or them

But as I grow older I see the error in my ways
I see how misguided I had been
I can see how close-minded I was
I’ve changed and it’s only for the better

But sometimes when I dream I go back in time
I’m brought back to days of old
I re-experience past traumas
I go through the same frustrations
I encounter people that I have left in my past

I wake up unsettled and disturbed
I’ve been seeing ghosts
Reminders of what kind of person I used to be
I’ve vowed never to return to that
Never to be the judgmental asshole I once was

But easier said than done
My subconscious has a hard time letting go
A hard time shutting the door
A hard time saying goodbye to the people I used to know
I’ve been seeing ghosts

Reminded of who I used to be
Reminded of the hate that used to settle in my heart
Reminded of the false doctrine I had been told
That’s not who I am anymore, that will never come to be
In my waking I know this is not me
But my subconscious has a hard time letting go
I’ve been seeing ghosts, but that is all they will ever be