Memories

life goes on and i think about my past

I dwell in the fact that any of this had to happen to me

"Why me?" I say over and over again...

"Why did I have to suffer like this?!"

Nothing I do or say can ever change the past.

It is what it is and I have the awful memories that take over my mind each and everyday to remind me of it. "i'm fine" or "I'll be okay" I tell people but will I really be?

I dont even know myself and it scares me.

Mysteries lay ahead in the future giving me anxiety not knowing what or who is to come

I guess I'll just have to wait and see...