My breaths are getting shorter and the weight on my chest is getting heavier; I just can't think straight anymore. My knees are growing weaker until I finally drop to the ground; my face on the pavement, inhaling the dirt. You're the poison in my veins making my blood run thick and cold. Toxins pumping through my heart and pouring into my lungs, never letting up. And for what, revenge? For a taste of something sweet such as my pain? I'll give you what you want and when you taste it on your tongue I hope the bitter sweet memories come flooding back to your mind again. Everything that was and everything that could have been tearing you to pieces as soon as I let you in. My mouth goes dry now, and my muscles are sorely contracting. What have I done? What have you done to me? I'm nothing like I was before; it just can't end like this.