When a man's heart is full of deceit
It burns up
And a dark shadow falls over his soul.
From the ashes of a once great man has risen a curse,
A wrong that must be righted.
We look to the skies for a vindicator
Someone to strike fear into the black heart of the same man who created him.
The battle between good and evil has begun.
Against an army of shadows comes the Dark Warrior
The purveyor of good
With a voice of silence
And a mission of justice.
This is Sting.
I hadn't thought about this for over 10 years. And then on Saturday, it came back to me.
I've tried hard to make a connection. I've tried, and whilst it seems I can make it happen short term, voices in my head warn me away and I find myself back where I started.
So I've turned around, and started back down the path that got me to where I am today. Walking back towards the time where I didn't need anyone, and nobody relied on me. I'm starting to feel comfortable here, and I wonder if this is the state where I will live out my days.
But do I give up the people who have seen something good in me? Am I right to turn back down the path and leave them behind? Because if I decide to turn around again, they won't be waiting for me.
I wonder if Matt has taken over, and ScoMan has disappeared. I wonder if there ever was a ScoMan. I wonder if taking back what I gave up so many years ago will make me happy. I wonder if I get to be happy.
I wonder if there is even such a thing as happiness, or if it's a bullshit emotion we're told about as we're growing up but that nobody ever experiences.
PS. Yes, I did watch wrestling growing up.
PPS. I want to dig tunnels under everyones houses so I can come up through their floors like that.