I'M ENGULFED BY THE SLOW PAIN OF MY TEARS THAT HAVE A NEVER ENDING SOURS OF PAIN, PAIN WHICH IVE HELD FOR TO LONG. TO LONG HAVE I GONE WITH OUT YOU MY HEARTED IS NO MORE, FOR WITH IN YOU THERE WAS ME MY HEARTED YOU HOLD BURIED BENEATH THE SURFACE WERE NO LOVE OF ANY KIND CAN REACH IT. WHAT CAN I DO? WHAT CAN I BRING TO MY SELF THAT WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY? NOTING BUT THE PAIN OF SLOW TEARS.
