halfwayelite

Where does the good go?

How do I get back?
To the times and spaces before everything unraveled?

As I watched you fall apart, I joined you.
I didn\'t know it at the time. 
I knew I was losing you, but in the process it appears I lost myself too.

So how do I get out of this dark room I\'ve gotten lost in?
Where does hope live?
How do you remove all the traumas of your life and rebuild the shell that\'s left over?

Maybe just asking the question is the first step.
Maybe there is a way out, if you just stand up first.