They keep paying you random visits,
Those haunting memories,
And you struggle to let them flow through you,
Taming them as if they are the fierce horns of a raging bull.
You deceive yourself incessantly,
With your own creations of impossibilities
And say that just like a snake diluting its venom
The intensity will gradually fade out-
One fine day.
An intriguing piece laced with tropes of the macabre and the mysterious like an addendum to one of Hitchcock’s screenplays.