Past Tense

Open a window,
Open a door,
Let yourself be free
Just once more.

Feel the wind
As it grazes your skin,
Recognise the impulse,
Of the demon you let in.

Watch the cloaked past
As it unnerves your mind,
Unleashes the forgotten
Feelings you left behind.

It has stalked you;
Hunted you down,
And will take you to the window
Throw you to the ground.