...Past...Present...Future...

Excerpts from an unpublished book,
"The journals and musings of..."

I shouldn't have run away.
I should have come back and faced everything.
It's been years and I haven't been back.
I don't even know if I can go back.
I'm...too scared.
I ran away, away from everything, Just up and left.
It's hard sometimes, to face whats left.
I think about the past and going back.
It haunts me everyday in the present,
And I think about the future that's yet to come.
What does it hold?
What will happen?

From a notebook, or rather journal of sorts of one persons thoughts, musings, questions, worries, emotions poems and inks (doodles) about time spent in this life.