"What's Hauting You?"

What's haunting you? The once lively ghosts of the past? Or the Monsters ready to Strike your tomorrow fast? Scars left raw ant untreated Pain greatly felt but unseen Now slowly healing and sedated Losing any and everything they used to mean. Tears that used to dampen my face Tears that used to surface as release Now have dried and left no trace Now have nothing to put at ease My once tired body of bones Left unnoticed and weaken Not by old sticks and stones But by words said and unsaid it was beaten I'm getting better, finally recovering well Gaining the strength I once had But, I don't know if you can, but I can still tell I still feel the same old sad.