Sweetest Suffering Poem by Timothy Long

my emotion hides well, but it's dissapering along with my heart, ever since you broke it, im down with deppression while your up high singing with the blue birds, it's like arrows are being shot, snapping like a thousand bulls trappling over me with coldness, no warmth, and still your up high with the summer wind, oh all i want is to find peace, no one understands that the emotion depends on the outer part of the showing, the part thats still intact no thanks to you, but what proves the most is the inside, but most of the time you or anyone else can't seem to understand, that the emotion hides well, and your killing me with every breathe you take, i can find no peace but your up high with the birds, oh if you can find peace why cant i? why can't i be up there with you and the birds singing my heart out right by your side, oh why can't i?