Pieces.
Only pieces of what I used to be will remain...

Sidewalks.
They don't care if you haven't had time to visit...

Maybe I'll just sit and wait.
Wait for the tide to come in...

Struggling to take a breath.
Breathing in and out only makes it feel like a...

I retrace the steps, but avoid the lines.
The ghosts reappear and make me hide...

My fist clenches,
and I realize I'm in the stage of anger...

Your love is a lie;
Your words are dark and cold...

I don't want to be this way.
Feeling all this hate and anger towards the world...

Time goes by.
Moments pass on...

Questions keep running through my head. You get...

I saw you two the other day on the hill.
Our hill...

Sometimes I don't even know why I'm angry anymore.
I just sit there with a blank expression staring...