I remember the feeling
And it now needs healing
Lost and never to be here again
I can feel the strangling of the pain
Like words written on a page
Then blown away
I feel broken but also in rage
Will I feel this feeling on my dying day?
Lost words that mean so much more
So lost that there is a sense they need to be cried for
tears flowing down my cheek
When the tears fall
I feel myself becoming week
Now I am losing my tears aswell
Oh how far I have fell
I lost every part of the poem
Every part of you
And I never will get that feeling again
The one that you created where I felt like I flew
Now the only feeling I can ever have is of loss and pain
And now I am hanging over the edge as I am going insane
