Seldom Seen, Often Misundersto

The things that's said, never forgiven, pray to a God you will never see. I paint my walls blue and red, purple undertones, all my dreams blend You were a shadow of make believe, I will no longer stitch my heart on my sleeve. My journals peek into my mind, words and emotion, simply defined. Cocaine, sugar cookies and hummingbirds. 1:30 am and here we are suspended in time, same situation,.a thick chalk outline. Thinking ... passive ... past tense, where would I rewind time?