The Burden Of Reflecting

Lost gray pictures of my past stain greener pastures of my futureRemembrance and recognition forces me to reconsiderI am seeking to regress and recreating what I've found a new beginning torn awayI'm spiraling spiraling downEmpty hands on the ends of these reaching arms need the touch of something realYear by year we separate furtherWe are forgetting how to feelFor at the end of this long rope I hang in wait of fading echoesUncertainty haunts my everythingI look into tomorrow and I see nothing...So tell me how it feels to be meI've lost so much I cannot recall my identityI would die for yesterday not caring where I need to goReshape relationships back into what I used to knowTomorrow is so far and I no longer want to find a replacementFor all these pictures that are lost in my mind