The End's Beginning

What can you do about a heartache so strong?
A memory gone oh-so-terribly wrong?

I long to know the stabbing truth,
That robbed me of my fragile youth.

What turned the beating heart to stone?
And left me in this pit all alone.

I can still recall everything that was to be had,
Whether they be good times or bad.

I knew the bliss of happiness,
And the devestation of sadness.

All of it changed in a single moment,
To a lifetime of mental torment.

Now there are answers to be sought,
And time to be bought.

I hope the words to be said are true,
Because there's noone to believe but you.