Thanks for reply Dagny. yeah, sometimes it's nice to remember those feelings you had in the past, and relate them to today.
here's one I wrote along time ago also. It was one of those darker times...
This cluttered room has no lights
I'm tripping
over my thoughts
the light I find in the images from my mind
but that's where they stay
I'm blind
I hide
so don't let go of my hand
I won't find the way
But it doesn't matter anyways
Aimlessly wandering in unfamiliar territory
Knowing exactly where I am
I'm headed for nowhere cuz I want to be everywhere
I don't care...anymore
No, the concern left when the dreams became reality
for in a world of darkness
what is a dream?
It's the reality of the pain you feel and the fantasy you imagine
Until you find yourself tripping over your thoughts
in a cluttered room with no lights.