You wonder how it all started,
Remembering the beautiful moments you shared with people.
Thinking about dark times,
when you were left to stand alone.
Gasping for air,
trying to reach out to something,
and realising theres nothing to hold onto.
You’re scared of the future,
because of what has passed.
Wishing that the past was oblivious,
and you were numb.
Wondering how it all started,
You wish you didn’t remember it anymore.