Lifeless Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner 24

I forgot how to live.
I forgot how to function.
I don't know if I can go on.
All this is getting out of hand.
All my doubts and worries are arising from the surface.
I see myself staring back at him wondering what happened.
I catch myself thinking back when we were happy.
Why did it have to end up the way it did?
We use to talk about everything.
And now we're enemies.
So now, this is where we part and say so long.
February 16,2015