We give our last bitter good byes,
And taste the sinues of our pains.
I wallow in sorrow for an eternity,
While braking our bonds and ties,
And in my recesses it rains and rains,
Till I have a depression born of my feternity.

I crumble and twist till I stop you in my thought,
And I hold still waiting for you to be truely gone.
But all the while its your soul that i can not escape,
I run and run but in the end I seem to only be caught
And then I am stuck again in night without dawn,
Where memory violates me with rape.

So I fight it and I win.
I Laugh and sing,
But then you snap back in a moment like whip,
Making my blood run thin,
And I hear memories call back with a ring,
And it's a spear with a barbed tip.

It hurts so much I can't breath.
It feels like a elephant just jumped on my chest.
Right now I am not sure what to think.
I haven't really cried this whole time.
And now here i am writing this stupid poem
Through tears.