It eats at you,
like cancer.
Feels like,
you were left out in the rain,
with no shelter to comfort you.
Rolling lava,
escalates to your every nerve.
The sun will never come out again.
Images, dreams,
of that persons misery,
seems to be the only thing
that brightens your day at all.
A grudge that will never die.
You wont do anything to stop it.
self pride,
of not forgiving.
Fear,
of a broken heart.
