Agony

Agony...
Isn't temporary, and
Isn't felt by the body.

Agony is felt by the soul.

Agony is those memories
That keep you awake.

Agony, is that moment when
Your heart falls out of your
Chest, and drops to the floor
And drowns in all your tears.

Agony, is that look in his eyes
When I can't look at him anymore.

Agony, is that time that has passed,
That you can never get back. That you
Will always regret. That you will never
Forget.

And, agony, is that final
Goodbye. That very last one
Where neither of you know when
The next time you see each other
Will be. That's agony.

That's me. I am agony.
I live in this Hell, all by
Myself. I don't know anymore
If I even want your salvation.

Agony, is pain in your chest
When you realize there's no
Heart there.

Agony is a scar on your best
Friend's wrist, that you knew
Nothing about.

Agony is the love of humans.
It's unconditional, and, therefore,
It must swallow us whole.

Agony is everything about me. It
Is as much of a part of me as
You are, and always will be.

Agony.

Agony.

Agony.

Nothing else,

For all of eternity.

Just agony and me.

For all of eternity.