I lay motionless awake in my bed, laying really still believing I was dead. The years flashed by as I reviewed my life, through my teenage years and when I had a Wife.
Regrets, apologies and overall despair, years spent fighting for another one's care. The tears, the pain and a soul splitting cry, no one gave a damn if we lived or died.
The heartache, the loss, or a desperate plea for the ones in pain but who wants to see? I've heard those voices. I've heard those cries. I've done those things that I now despise.