When you cannot afford to look back to where you started
Yet you cannot contemplate forgetting that they once cared
When the ache hurts worse than the day you parted
And you lost the warmth and complements you once shared

When the melancholy in your bones is fracturing
Whatever little piece of hope you tended in your marrow
When the best memories you are re-capturing
Digs into your flesh and stings harder than a poisoned arrow

When you realize you are more shattered than you thought
With septic wounds which glare like they won't heal
Because you never looked for cure when you should have sought
And you realize that  your virtues is what they did steal

When you want to believe you can happen again
Because you need to string that bow to share your pain