My body aches.

I'm surrounded by filth.

My eyes wander.

I cannot rest.

I falter, over and over in my head,

The image of you rolling through my head,

Never ending, like the streams of hell,

So much suffering,

Even if you never meant those words,

I still feel them, pressing into my heart,

Branding me with another shameful fate,

It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair,

But it was never going to be,

If I amount to much,

It will never be enough,

Because you, like the others, are my end,

Are my everything,

And I cannot survive happily without you.

I say this now,

I say it here,

Because this is the time,

This is the place,

Where I shall stand,

And I shall look out,

And speak my unspoken words.

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