I am not really here. I am in a place long gone by. I want to go home now. But the past has its dirty claws in me.
All the bad that happened seems so much more real then any of the good that followed.
Sometimes there is no escaping memories. I feel now like I have felt back then. Helpless, hopeless, loveless, joyless.
Lifeless.
Need to be brave now, little one. Gonna need to sit this one out. The monsters that you see are just shadows on the wall. They have no substance.
Memories are like that. They bring you to places that once where real, good or bad. Moments in time, their seemingly eternal nature betrayed only by the future that followed.
It was real back then and it seems so real now, but that is the lie.
I have found my way back from this a thousand times now. The curtain will rise and all will still be there. Hope, love and joy. Life always welcomed me back.
I just can't see it now.
I don't feel it now.
I will remember.
All the bad that happened seems so much more real then any of the good that followed.
Sometimes there is no escaping memories. I feel now like I have felt back then. Helpless, hopeless, loveless, joyless.
Lifeless.
Need to be brave now, little one. Gonna need to sit this one out. The monsters that you see are just shadows on the wall. They have no substance.
Memories are like that. They bring you to places that once where real, good or bad. Moments in time, their seemingly eternal nature betrayed only by the future that followed.
It was real back then and it seems so real now, but that is the lie.
I have found my way back from this a thousand times now. The curtain will rise and all will still be there. Hope, love and joy. Life always welcomed me back.
I just can't see it now.
I don't feel it now.
I will remember.