Almost like a contradiction... (nothing to remember nothing to forget) but yet he's still (all tied up o the inside). Sometimes to the outside world they don't notice the full velocity of feelings that are travelling in the undercurrent of our minds.. (what i used to be I'm not anymore), someone who has changed, will they still be loved and will someone still accept them for who they are? It sounds as if the writer feels he has taken a turn for the worse, whether physically or mentally and it through a lot of soul searching he comes to realise that it's all part of lifes course and is something to be worked through, all easier to look back on with hindsight though. It is not clear whether his companion is another person or whether on a more spiritual note that is a God of sorts.
Almost like a contradiction... (nothing to remember nothing to forget) but yet he's still (all tied up o the inside). Sometimes to the outside world they don't notice the full velocity of feelings that are travelling in the undercurrent of our minds.. (what i used to be I'm not anymore), someone who has changed, will they still be loved and will someone still accept them for who they are? It sounds as if the writer feels he has taken a turn for the worse, whether physically or mentally and it through a lot of soul searching he comes to realise that it's all part of lifes course and is something to be worked through, all easier to look back on with hindsight though. It is not clear whether his companion is another person or whether on a more spiritual note that is a God of sorts.