I have been there before
The heartache that grips you up to your throat
with a fist so tight you cant breathe
I have been there before
the sound of loneliness so loud you grip your ears and cower in a corner
crying
screaming for it to stop
I have been there before
crying myself to sleep
thinking of everything that was so beautiful
and perfect
dead
and being alive is no consolation because what is the ******* point
Im a mess
I lowered my ego so low i want nothing more
than to follow it into the ground
pathetic
How am i supposed to live when you are every part of my life
my hundred percent
and everyday you remind me of that by not being here

And yet here i am breathing
every breath louder
louder
screams
that you are my life too

yes, the pain may be too much to take
spilling over and above your being
but it spills into me every night as you sleep
so as you wake to another day
remember that it is only by love

God knows
he sees
he was there
so have a little faith would you?