The memory of you haunts me like no other.

I'm unable to sleep,

No safety, no cover.

Though you are a distant thought,

You still linger.

You've shackled me in purgatory,

Wrapped around your finger.

When I first met you,

It was you and I.

Now I follow up your name with the deepest of sighs.

Battling my mind is similar to a war,

I'm battered, I'm bruised, and undeniably sore.

Like a candle in the wind,

I'm extremely burnt out.

No motivation to scream,

No energy to shout.

Will someone hear my cries?

Will someone save me from this life?

I'm tired and broken,

I need assistance cutting ties.