Joel Bustos writes from inside the aftermath of trauma. The speaker begins by saying they were "fine" until something bad happened and a memory lodged itself deep in their heart. Since then, they feel cut off from who they used to be: "No longer normal." The repeated lines about being burned "into my heart. Into my mind" show how the memory refuses to fade.
What stands out is the speaker's anger. People expect them to "move on" as if it were easy, and the poem suggests they feel blamed for what happened, with their dignity gone. The fragments of "mist and dark rooms" and "breathing and grabbing" hint at a frightening experience without spelling it out, and the fear of their own shadow shows how ordinary things now feel threatening.
The mood is raw, tense and bitter. The short, broken lines read like someone struggling to get words out. The ending is quiet but firm: moving on isn't simple "when you've left too many scars."