I'm stuck in the middle,
Not alive nor am i dead...

What is that ugly corpse,
Staring back at me...

My bestest ever friend,
The one who would be there till the end...

The Past...
Always creeps on you...

I just don't see the point,
On continuing this life...

I said i would be OK,
That i would try my very best...

I don't want you to miss me, cause you know i miss...
But the only real chance that i had with you i...

Day by day you're losing your colour,
Becoming like you were that summer...

I'm standing on the tracks,
No tears, just stunned...

The blame rests not on Pip,
You thought she was trouble...

I've started this poem dozens of times,
But could never get it right...

Daddy I'm so sorry,
For the pain I've put you through...