NTZ's blog: "A Return Of Thought"

Just a little hint sends me in a fit, that I throw.  The past seems to continue relevance and I know i'm the last to be acting like an ass but an ass is what I have, the last thing you see when I pass. I cant grasp my emotions.  So now i'm kinda hoping that your last remark surely wasn't the spark of a fire.  That it if grows its sure to grow out of control and those that i love will burn with this empire.  Like cars in a riot.  Why cant i be like those I admire and refrain from being hit by the bullets you sarcastically fire. My rage rising higher so I breathe in and breathe out.  Get calm. Take it easy, just relax a little bit. Get away from this fit, dont let it exist. It's just over these past 5 years accompanied with tears accusations of my eyes wandering to others by every freaking lover that I seem to of have. They say what I see I want to have but thats not truth, not even half. My approach, is look but dont touch.  Words mean nothing.  So saying that i love you means nothing, I get it.  Lets revisit every single mention of the love showing you're forgetting and you'll lead us on a path that have us near ending. Too late for tears just because of that mention.  Then will see who's the one really bitching.  I'm itching but i'll scratch it, and regardless of the action i put my heart in a good place.  I'm sorry i'm not like the others but i dont want to be others.  Let the others be the others and you can have them if that's what you're looking for.  You're driving, i'm riding passenger side and there is no one in the back so stop looking in the rear view.  Can you tell me where we at? Are we driving around in circles?  The past is never coming back.  So there is no running back.  No, no running back.