Poem: A tortured soul

A tortured soul -
I can't let go: 
of haunting memories,
that linger,
in the shadows
of my mind.
A conflicted
and crowded stage,
for a maudlin play.
Like a transitory smoke,
voices echo -
Trapped and inconsolable.
An eroding
and lifeless prayer,
boxed in
the cancerous silence,
of a spiritually dying soul.
Endless retribution;
An incarcerating confusion.