I retreat into my mind, my mind is to blame, for it cannot grasp your absence, I retreat into my mind, searching for the memory, "trying to catch it", "trying to hold it fast" That memory is killing me, pain has taken control, and I struggle to erase it. Now that I have finally caught it, it is too late it has conquered me, yet it has left me alive, and my heart is burning. I long for death ever since that painful memory entered my mind and robbed me of rest, denying me peace, and I do not wish to wait while still alive I only ask to be taken to you, wherever you are you, the best of all my greatest, hidden memory, life is, my life is living with you.
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