My Zip Line

How is it that I've come so far from myself
What happens in one year?
So much change
and yet
I still cling to the same
All of the dread
there is comfort in being sad
and I sometimes miss who I once was
I'm feeling dead inside
alive but some part is gone
the lonelyness? I think it is
and I miss it, how is that sane?
can demons will you to mourn loosing the crutch that you've held onto so long?
I do feel lonely
and wondering what will be
begging to get out of here
and hanging on so tight to the stuff that comforts me
so I don't want to leave
But
I think it's like a zip line
you're scared
but you know that if you don't do it
you'll be missing out on the funnest thing to do at camp