Something I wrote when I was trying to get to sleep last night.

Past, Present, Future

Images run through my mind
Sounds play back in my mind's ears.

Gentle, warm arms wrapped around my waist
Careless laughter at some joke or another
Heartache from confused love
Feelings of being used
Naivety that nothing could go wrong
that I would always have my friends
I would always be in the presence of my best friend.
That is my past.

Feelings of being used
Loneliness spreading through me as I walk these halls
Dull laughter ringing from my lips
Fake smiles almost all the time
Gut wrenching sadness
when I don't even know what's wrong
Salty tears on the tip of my tongue
This is my present.

Loneliness when I walk the streets
Not acknowledged when I enter a room
No warm arms around me
No gentle and protective body near me
No love in my life
Nothing but
sadness
anger
heartbreak and
loneliness.
This is my future.

Images run through my mind
Sounds play back in my mind's ears.
I will never escape them.