This time we are all breaking,
My heart in rhythm of his,
I'm in the season of aching,
I can't do better than this.
If I sink further down in myself,
I'll never be found again,
Placing my heart on the highest shelf,
Only to see if I don't have to begin.
Beating myself up to pieces,
Trying to make it better,
The way my heartbeat ceases,
Remembering you and I together.
Seasons of pain in everything I do,
More pain than I've ever known,
Heartache to me is nothing new,
But I've never been this alone.
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