contemplating my discontentment

[brie1114]

…And as life continues to change drastically everyday I find myself unable to cope with the way the past is interceding in the present. It is sometimes hard to separate then, from now, hard to distinguish who I was, from who I am, and I need desperately to see that I’m not who I used to be…And now the past comes back to haunt me, and I can’t do a thing about it except sit here and wait for my world to come crashing back down upon my head. My imperfections continue to grow everyday and I used to think that if I can’t be perfect, I might as well not be at all…but now things are different. It’s almost as if now there’s a light at the end of the tunnel of this hole in which I’ve dug myself…

This place rings with echoes of
Lives once lived, but now are lost
Times spent wondering about tomorrow

I don’t care, if we lose it all tonight
Up in flames, burning bright
Warming the air of the world

"I don’t love you anymore", is all
I remember you telling me, never have I felt so cold
But I've no more blood to bleed
'cause my heart has been drained into the sea...