As i walk my path I think about all the things that could’ve been.

My past drags me into a deep depression like an empty room its dark.

I think about the people I let go like a dove being freed from they’re cage.

But then i sit and think were they ever really friends if they could just -    walk out of my life in an instance.

One of the best feelings in the world is familiarity there is nothing sweeter.

My mind runs scenes and precious dreams.

I feel as though my memories have imprisoned me into a hole that I-  cannot seem to escape.

Reminiscing on stuff from the past stirred up a lot of feeling I thought - were gone for good.

With time i’ve learned I can mend heart.

But I will never want to change what has happened to me in the past - because it has shaped me into who I am today.