It's a punch to the gut
every time I think of
never hearing you again.
Knowing you're no more
makes me wonder what it's for.
And *******, but these words are thin.
Nothing I can say
could ever take away
the pain that keeps my heart so weak.
So often you were broken.
So much I've left unspoken.
More time to find the words is all I seek.

It's a torture, the not knowing.
The train of sadness never slowing,
it rumbles through my every thought.
Break the rails to pieces
and let the train fall in the creases.
Maybe then it'll finally be forever caught.
I can't ******* stand it!
I feel so ******* stranded,
deserted in my slow but sure decay.
The mountains lost their wonder,
the sun's begun to gutter,
and I don't know how much longer I can stay.