My heart slows to a raspy stop
A breathe takes, low to down
Every motivation and goal
Hikes up into a twisted harsh feeling
One word spoken 'worthless'
Do I bring tears or bite it to hold?
I turn timid, liquefied because I still haven't been there
Though I know I'm meant
So meant to be mended from this nauseous moment
So meant to belong to someone else who is waiting
How I throw out my happiness for something so uneasy,
Even though it isn't fare for me to make myself so distraught
but nonetheless let it wrap me away
Let it take me, slowly drag me along
At least I choose to the suffering,
rather than to believe love doesn't exist