stand back in retrospection

[loverofsadness]

It's kind of amusing, yet at the same time it's not at all. I see everyone around me moving on and living their own life, and then I take a step forward into my own to realize that I am at the same place I was a year ago. And it bother's me to the point of suffocation. And not just a few people I know or anything, it's everyone around, everyone here, jumping in my face and screaming opportunity down my throat. But at the same time, I feel myself gagging on regret and feeling ill at the thought. I am not the same person I was a year ago. But I feel the same. The cold is making my scars more apparent and my thoughts stand out like frozen shards of ice, melting slowly but not before they fall at a seconds notice. I am not the same. But I feel the same. And that makes all the difference.

"My words fly up; my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts to heaven never go."(Hamlet III:iii:97-98)