Winding my Dreams

Let me look past today so that I may see yesterday. Fucking henna. Fucking loneliness. Desperate just to be loved. Never fucking got me anywhere but right here always. Why didn't I open my eyes just a little wider? Maybe I would have seen you standing so close to me. It seems that the sun was too fucking bright that day. This god damned fucking green field again-it has my mind all fucking twisted. I want to see what it is that is so fucking intriguing. Why is there so much gravitational pull coming from the other side? Fuck man-it never ceases. I could be perfectly happy and still thinking about it. What ever IT is on the other fucking side. Why am I so curious? Everytime I had looked before, the things that I left behind meant so much more to me. And I couldn't go back. I am in mourning.