Breaking the veils

Once I decided to leave all behind. To break the barriers that were falling upon me. To just leave and never look back again, but that didnt happen. The veiling barriers strangled me fiercely, blinding my present vision. Reminding me that once upon a time I was happy under that veil. Under the incriminating, decaying pointing out fingers. Under the suffocating glances. But its true, even if i deny it, I have to admit it...I was happy. I left searching for something, escaping from everything, condemning all that surounded me, feeling sorry for the ones I left behind. And Still Im here, years later feeling almost the same way and looking back. My conversations are countless pictures of my past days. As if i left behind my true essence, as if I stopped being who I am the moment I left. Im not sure, but being not sure makes this situation unbearable.