I wonder what things used to be like. I can't remember, everythings muffled by what's happening now. Nothing now is what I can even begin to remember. I want the past & part of the future. I want the truth with enough said. Being in the dark is so lonely, although when the light shines, I don't like what I see. Letting my mind wander no longer fulfills my time off. It scares me to think of what could be happening and what I'm sure might be. I think back and this is just as the past was. I've always been in the dark, wondering. Only now when my mind wanders I can't take too much of it.