I knew I'd lose you...

The 'me' who was lost inside a storm.

It's gut-wrenching, feeling the end of something important. It starts as the desperate want to turn back time and reverse mistakes. It grows into fear, anger, loathing and insanity. It ends in a flash of self-destruction. And then it's gone.

With so many chasing something they don't even understand, I stand still, miles off the path, wondering why they keep running....

I stand here, surrounded by the beginning of an end.