In one small moment, a knife so sharp. Had sunken so far. My breast lay bear, my heart lay open. Head held up, unto the heavens. I think it's rain, but tis tears. I wish this pain away. I will it with all my might. Though this pain doesn't end. I think of medicine, but there isn't any. I think of everything I can, but I find not. Here I keep thinking.. My words seem formless, shallow I wish I was. In each box in my mind, I try to bury another emotion. Quicker and faster I go, the pace can not slow. For my mind is as quick sand, each second is another moment of pain dragged on through eternity, as I drown in a sea of my own agony.