The days one day we'll forget.
Let these days wash into the past, lest we drown in the memories.The past is a ghost, looming in our hearts with such a dreadful conviction, yet beyond its tone of menace, it is a lasting remnant of something lost forever, and it is haunting. Perhaps I spend too much time looking to the past that I forget to look ahead and notice the life before me, making life feel so confusing, closing in around me, and suffocating. The days are choking the joy out of my heart, if any was left at all, I can only hope that life is a sickening dream, to which one day i'll awake.