We gave it a shot and as the medicine cooled and chilled the veins it mended the illness pooled within and oh what rush but as the days past there was a need a need for more the darkness was seeping back in and only doses where given minimal but satisfying heart-wrenching but heart-mending what better medicine then love oh but in truth what worse It clings to the heart and intwines itself with all that it surrounds once those doses are up the pain floods back in the shakes the pit the tears are what take over they devour whats left and shrivel you up and take its place as that constant cycle reminding what life is like pain filled and alone "try again" it’ll tease but instead you’ll cower and hide in your defeat "this my surrender" you’ll say and hope to God you’ll listen.