I guess there will always be those nights when all you can do is think about the past, and wonder, what if…

Cant escape the silence.
So loud, so empty.
Full of unspoken words, feelings.
Overwhelming thoughts in such loud silence.
Trapped, and you can’t escape.
Silence is death.
Thoughts are life.
And silence is all I hear.

My mind is over loaded. I have so much to say, but don’t know how to say it. I don’t know where to begin. I use to be talented. Writing what I feel. And then I stopped caring.

I’ve lost myself.
So many things have changed.
Some for the good, and some for the bad.
But that’s part of life right.
Changing, evolving, finding out who you really are. As the years have gone by, I’ve learned one thing. Were never satisfied. I’m never satisfied.

I want to changes things. I want to be who I use to be. Loving, kind, empathetic, happy. I want those moments back when I knew what I was doing. There are moments in time I would give anything to relive. I’ve lost people I love. I’ve stopped caring about what really matters. I’ve lost touch with what priorities. I’ve just stopped caring.

I’ve lost myself.
Who I really am. What I love to do. What makes me happy.
AndI’m going to find that girl again.