and then i'm left in bits recovering

can't really say. all i kno is there is nothing and everything left. i feel it moving. but how. there is pain that has cut deeper than a sword through the stomach. and compassion that is stronger than that of a mother. why have things become this way. it's never been this difficult before. it has always been there, but no. there is fear. there is tenderness. there is hurt. there is longing. there is remorse. there is sadness. there is anger. there is hope. and it all makes nothing because it is lost and alone. it meets no one else. it sees so little. reaching forward it tries to break but is forgotten. and it needs to have that. so far. whats happening. can't really say.