**Freestyle**

The past keeps playing like a broken record,
over and over it repeats.
Why did our lives have to end with a destructed destiny.
I cant stop hoping for a better past memory
hoping the one from last time will disappear magically.
My past wont leave me alone it keeps digging deeper emotionally.
Everything around me reminds me of that frame.
Its like a cancer that keeps spreading only getting worse with time.
Tears wont come around no more they took a break not reluctantly.
Not even my tears can handle this suffering.
Crying blood
wouldn’t be so bad
at least I know my soul still had an existence.
I cant handle the burning I just don’t have the patience.
Nothing seems to help anymore
not even scribbles on my faithful notebook.
Its missing dates, too many blank pages, and neglect it’s took.