In the Past

Somewhere in there is my past
I know of no revenge and yet i feel so much
It’s a flat view that hits me
I have no doubt that changes are coming
No beginning and no end divided in two
I don’t know me anymore and slowly
I’m getting a part of this unsheltered place
Does it hurt when it ends?
Does it start when it stops?
The constant resound leaves me indifferent
My doors are closing stronger than ever before
Only i can see my wounds, i don’t show them
Retaliation is no answer, but i’m cold
It reminds me of something, my past somewhere in there