The sound of starting over is all that I can hear

I needed to lose you in order to see clear

I know I was the one to leave and now I want to come back

Sometimes you need to lose it all to value what you have

The sound of starting over is like a brand new song

We wrote the lyrics perfectly but got the chords all wrong

The sound of starting over is the soundtrack of our love

I needed to lose you to know that you're my better half

It's not over until it's over
If that is true
Then I'm pretty sure that we are
Pretty ******* over

I used to be a poet
Writing down worlds in my soul
Praying someone learned
Of all the pain my body knows
As scars danced upon my....

I used to be a poet
I wrote until my fingers bled
From the twisted words
Lost in my soul
My mouth had never said
But then life....

I used to write out heartache
Like a doctor writes a script
So cold and nonchalant
It cold make a stone heart skip...

I used to be a poet
Now words just don’t feel right
I suppose I’ll leave those thoughts
Tangled in the darkest night...

I tried.

My heart says I'm done
with this life,
with feeling,
with wanting,
with being.
But my head
screams in protest.
Fight, live, breath, rage
til death takes me

Throwing myself to the world.
Give me everything .
The pain.
The sleepless, lonely, empty nights.
Skin crawling
and the urge to tear holes
in this vessel.
I'll push this body
to its limits and beyond.
Longing  to break and shatter.
If I have to bleed dry
to expel her poison
I'll have violence until peace.