The words I choose are always wrong. br Elucidations stuck where they don`t belong. br Too many reasons… they fall to the floor. br All I know is I can`t do this anymore. br I`m tearing you up, I rend and peel. br And you don`t really want to know how I feel. br I`m back and forth, within and without. br My conviction, as always soaked in doubt. br I know you don`t want to continue this way. br My proof is the empty words that you say. br Face-saving pledges fall short of the mark. br And land silent, an inch away from my heart. br An end has slithered a few passing years, br Bringing with it this vast drought of tears. br If we cut our losses and just walk away br We can avoid the terms we don`t want to say. br So here is me putting a halt to the malady br And finally regaining my grasp on reality.