Still waters run deep

and cut to the bone.

They do not show us

what needs to be shown;

like the hole in the heart

caused by the pain

that from us won't part

'til it drives us insane.

It won't let me breathe.

I want it to stop.

It controls me,

bottom to top.

They say time heals all wounds

but if that's true,

how come I still hurt

because I don't have you? 

~Sarah White~