What little I knew about myself is gone. I've lost myself, today. Though this loss spans more time than this day, it is today that everything is gone. Be it time carving into who i was or be it me wiping away who I was. I left behind good and Iv'e left behind bad. The question that rings in my mind, is did I know who I was? If I have never been free, how do I know what it holds? The past is the past but why does it haunt me? These days it seems that I find more questions than answers.
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Depths of my mind
RandomCompilation of things ive written. PLease don't steal and if you want to use it just ask :) Please give it a read. There are darker themes within this, so please be aware of that.
