My Time in the Flame. (poetry)

At times I think I can be happy again, most times, I just pretend.
I wish I could remember how all of this started. I wish even more that I knew when it would end.

If I could go back and do it all over again, would I?  What parts of my life would actually stay the same?  Do I think it would be easier if I had someone else to blame?

Would I even be happier or just driven insane? It will never matter what I do, my fate will remain. There's nothing more that I can do alone and no one cares enough to explain.

So please leave me be, I tried in vane and I got what I deserved....more pain.