The worst pain of all

Dragging your numb legs through the swamp of forget
Walking through the glass of painful memories on the other side
Spinning in this forest of strangers and beastly creatures
All intending to hurt you and isolate you
The starvation,thirst,and wicked hallucinations are far better than this suffering
I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy
Even though I have before
I take it all back now
It is an empty, lonely,deadly type of pain that drills a hole in your heart and your soul and your hope
There is a reason they call it heartbreak
It is death you have to live with.