She described it as an unbearable pain
She says its like you can tell that your soul just
Chipped away
I look back and say
"It starts in my head
At days it feels as if the pain isn't going to go
Away.
Though I will admit my soul does chip
I don't want to accept that thought."
She looks back and says
"Your soul has chipped so much hasn't it"?
"I don't want to admit it but yes."
I say
"My soul drifted away in the air awhile ago, slowly everyday"