Sharp pain in my heart

Must cut it out

Hurt the one I love most

What is worse is the reason escapes me

Destined to dance alone

Destination unknown

Stomach turns against me

Heart implodes

Brain bruises itself, yet it has no pain sensors

Censor the demon in me, please!

Shut it up for good!

Want to go back in time

And strike myself dumb

Before making that dumb move

But I cannot do this

All I can do is hate the inner idiot

Why am I never late for my appointments to disappoint?

Please, do not let this one percent bad of me overshadow the good

Pleads, "do not let it end."