Flowers Of The Past
Thoughts of roses won't seem to stop invading my placid mind. I want to ignore all of the pain. I want to ignore all of the memories I shared. How? How can I forget all of the love that once saved me? How can i rediscover the connection i buried long ago? I need time...I need hours to find what i lost along the way.There is a continuous desire to stop and say that i want nothing more to do with this mess that you've dragged me into. When you asked me if i minded your words were not questions, they were drops of guilt meant to bathe me in their unrelenting light. All i can think of is the place that I loved that you took me away from. And now that we're here and I dont seem to fit, you don't want me to express my sadness? My anger? I miss my home and I don't know how to cope, I miss my friends and I can't seem to make more. You don't know how miserable things can seem when you're alone. My mind won't stop racing and I don't know how to slow it down with no one around to inturrupt my circular thoughts. How can i move on? How can i even begin to...DAMN YOU! No...No matter what you say or how you try and convince me otherwise you're still going to be wrong. I'm not going to 'thrive' here like you'd hoped. Things aren't going to get better just because you want them to. I'm not going to miraculously have friends or become a social fucking butterfly! You're little family is slowly getting ripped apart. When your entire God Damn world comes tumbling down around you innocent little head don't come crying to me for comfort like you have so many times before because your cries will only fall upon deaf ears.