Feelings of bliss escape like rats scurrying
Across a floor littered with fragments of emotion,
The rodents dinner.
Among these crumbs lie memories of before.
Sadness, love, anger, angst along with many more.
Pieces of a past so dark it blocked out light.
A past so cancerous it killed God.
A past so heavy it crushed Hercules.
A past so damming that he forgot it all.