Poem I wrote.

[West Coast Sheriff]

I'm picking up the pieces of my heart
Off the floor where you made me lose them
I just can't seem to find all the pieces
If any at all
I can't take the pain any more
I can't take the pain any more
And last, I can't take the pain any more
But I must
And I will
I'll just cry it out
Till my eyes dry out
Then there'll be no more liquid left
No more shedding of tears
Just kidding
There will be always be the shedding of tears
And I do not anticipate the day my eyes run out of water and I begin to start crying blood
I can't take the pain any more
I can't take the pain any more
And last, I can't take the pain any more
But I must and I will
But how?
I don't know how to let go of you
The past
I guess I'll leave that to myself to figure out
But I will say what last needith I say
I shall defeat the pain I bear
I shall defeat the pain I bear
And last, I shall defeat the pain I bear
But how
I don't know
But I will soon enough