Holding onto your last words, As my thoughts are shattered. Releasing all your anger at me, Nothing at all ever mattered. Not even how much I adored you, Holding onto myself for protection. Clutching my lungs, breathing deeply, Thinking its okay, living without affection. Remembering all the good times you've been, So help, loving and yet this has been broken. Glass-like enough to make it worthwile, These hurtful words, I know, you have spoken. Never will I force to see the anguish, The lying, deception and the flowing of the blood. Hearing nothing but myself speaking, silently, I crawl and comfort myself in the mud.