My heart tumbles,
falls deeper and deeper
into a bottomless pit,
which really isn't...
despair, as thick as blood,
pain, like water...
everywhere I look,
there's something that reminds me...
hitting bottom
brings forth pain
like you've never felt,
more than anything mortal.
But you can't stop a train,
and you can't bring back the dead,
and no matter how hard I cry,
I can't go back.
Brad R Hinson