The forces of life turn me inside out while the sun and moon look on as witnesses with glee. The birds swirl around my head as I swoon for lack of reprieve from my grief. I feel as though there are magnets in my feet as I try to stand, only to fall over and over again. Up and down I go in a torrent of emotion as the cosmos takes sadistic pleasure in my torment. I look for solid ground upon which to stand but I still cannot pull back in my emotions, so I simply collapse and succumb to the pain of lost love as I am left to writhe in pain at your feet.