Naked flesh

Life goes on as time passes in my head. I carry on with my life, not
trying to hide the feelings inside. Try to regain control of my life
as I return to a different state of mind.
I feel something missing, can't really figure out what.
I'm tired of wondering what, so fucking tired of thinking
about the past. I want to move on but something's holding me
back. Keeping me down in to the ground. I close my eyes and
clear my mind.
Try to forget the misery and pain while erasing myself. Faded love
is disappearing slowly, moving in to the back of my mind.
Purity of mind restored but not totally completed. Don't know if it will
ever be perfect again.
Even though I'm not happy, I don't feel the urge to kill myself or even
contemplate suicide. My mind in some kind of peace while my heart
is healing slowly. Hide the naked flesh from my soul so it can
recover from it's wounds.
Ready to face life again, give me your best shot...
I'll still be standing when I come back.