It's hard to notice, but at the same time it's obvious. Trying to rewind the tape that once was, and still may be, my life. Hoping against hope for the past to become the future. Ignoring the present. Disregarding the reality of my living hell. Surrounding myself with useless thoughts and memories. Enticing my control. Manipulating my emotions. Descriptions of a time that once was, and never again will be. Convincing myself that there will always be a "fairy tale ending". Slowly making a mockery of my own self image. These are the things I have been doing. These are the things that end here. Today, in the Present. I will no longer live in the Past.
