The breaking point
when words fail to express
A vice clamp bearing down upon your chest
A tender touch that turns into a fist
The razor cut
a line drawn
on your wrist
Do screams reverberate inside your head?
When only silence answers, are you dead?
The blackest days I've known
are times like these
We suffer one and all
the same disease
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We do Terri, this is what unifies us. These words sure didn't fail to express, keep doing it and we do eventually put the brakes on this muse, perseverance is the key to unlocking our agony. smiling at you Tai