Lost friendships and shattered dreams,

Of all the things which could have happened.

Never having felt so much pain before,

Going going going just to feel alive.

Part of your soul is crushed beyond repair,

Over and done with.

Every waking moment is a chore to completed,

Mastering the craft takes force of will.

Lingering in the halls of hindsight,

Observing past moments with a telescopic lens.

Noticing every detail you never saw before,

Grasping at memories you wished would never end.

People pass by with lightning speed,

Or simply fade away.

Each glimpse brings tears closer to the surface,

Marring the landscape of cheek and chin.

Letting go hurts much much worse,

Offerings of sweet rejection coursing through frozen veins.

No time for holding on,

Going on auto-pilot despite the pain.

Pull tight and hold on loosely,

Overdo it and the regret will run deep.

Eating of the grapes of wrath,

Munching on cakes of bitter tears.

Lamentations to last throughout the ages,

Ode to a heart of stone.

Novice to the will of the Fates,

Glorified lackey to festering darkness.

Possible outcomes become reality,

Overlooked options now plainly visible.

Even in the darkest moments,

Many truths can come to the light.

We are the sum of our choices,

We are the coalescence of our beliefs.

When two parts become whole,

Then, we are what we were.

Make peace with the past,

Find your special place in the cosmos.

We only live this life once,

Take no brokenness into the void.

-PhatKhat20