• Heavy heart as though filled with lead
    An empty stomach
    The loss of a will...A will to move, eat....in some cases, a will to live
    And worse is the storm of emotion that follows

    The once united congregation of your mind separates violently
    Like two warring factions occupying your mind for conquest
    The one side that wishes to wallow in it's own self pity
    However the other sides harnesses an unbridled rage on all those around you
    A few straggle in between refusing the anguish or anger, like rebels
    They rather form bitter outlooks on the world and one's own views

    The psyche and the heart are linked by their fragility and if one snaps
    The other is soon to follow
    The body is likely to fall soon with these two out of commission
    The end never justifies the means
    This end is like a brick wall sneaking up on you
    Wrecking the vehicle on your road of life