I lose track of time and space,
Having memories,
Thinking of that person I used to be.
So different from who I am now.
I used to be so innocent,
I used to live without sorrow.
Now I’m broken by experience.
Broken by love,
Broken by the life I used to live.
Tortured by a broken heart,
Healed but never to be mended.
Broken by temptations I wasn’t able to resist.
So deeply damaged by the terrors of life,
The suffocating hands of a broken heart,
never to lose their grip.
Now I’m drowned in lost dreams,
Never to come back to my past.
Will these wounds heal, as sudden as they’ve injured me?
I’m so afraid not to be accepted,
Not to be liked the way I am.
Not to be loved by the ones I care about so much.
But I know I’ll never go back,
Back to that time I enjoyed so much.
Back to that place in life in which I was happy.
And I know I have to accept,
That those days are just memories.
And that these past times are just thoughts,
Never to return.