and I’m pouring crimson regret

It just gone midnight and I’m still up – with lots on my mind.

Do you ever get times where you just sit and let things swirl around whilst you try to make sense of them?

It seems that’s all I ever seem to get recently.

poor Daniel, he’s always asking me what wrong, but nothings wrong, just lots to digest.

someone reminds me of me, the old me, which is a scary thing. sometimes I feel like I want to slip back into my old self. the only thing stopping me is the disappointment of others. it’s what stopped me in the end.

is the door really closed?

to be honest? I really don’t know. I honestly like to think so.

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