Forget December

I'm not sure how it came to this. To the point where walls and lists were tossed aside. Invisible checks no longer needed. Where everything just fit. Conveniently together. Now, all around is strange. Strange, new and unfamiliar. Left without a blindfold. A filter or a shell. What happened to the questions? Excessive thoughts and ponderings. What happened to the madness? Slowly making much more sense. Bubbled into the distance. Leaving only memories. Hiding behind their doors. I can't say I've forgotten. I still remember how to play. Taking place inside the mind. The rules. Broken and cheated. There's no need to return. I'll leave those games behind. Quite far from where I'll be.