I must cut the lines with a knife and purge a part of you from my life
The limit of our mind is humankind's greatest alibi
No one knows why grief can be ginormously brief
I wonder, what have your critters taught you?
Sometimes I am lost in the thought of what if.
I still feel it, deep in my soul; can’t fight it, can't deny it; trying to hide it but it takes its toll.