When we first met I honestly didn't know that you would be so important to me I'm starting to realize that trusting you was the biggest mistake of my life you taught me a valuable lesson that trusting the wrong person can blow up in your face like a bomb feels like I'm at war but with who? Me? You? The world? This feeling is tearing out my insides scrapping EVERYTHING on its way out with claws not just any ordinary claws no these claws are as old as Noah's Ark with little engravings on them these engravings spell out my name over and over and over again these claws are rusted beaten up made of steel these claws make every inch oft body turn raw like fresh meat these claws represent the trust that I had in the wrong people but trusting the right person is a sunny day no rain in sight these claws are the memories racing through my mind to a finish line that is no where to be found these claws are the bruises on every inch of my body these claws are the voices that say "you won't do it" these claws, these claws are the arms that squeeze me so tight I turn blue shortness of breathe numbness fills my body like water in a piture but the water can't cool my fury it magnifies it like the sun and I'm the ant caught in its path of destruction these claws are using my own demens againste trying to destroy me these claws give me nightmares I wake up screaming begging them to stop but they refuse the pain gets deeper and deeper embedding itself intoy stomach these claws area ppast eating away present making the future seem so far away it only becomes apparent now that these claws are cracking under pressure SHATTERING before me anything to cause me more pain I drag my feet along these once so painful claws as they are the fire I walk on and my finally test before…… the moment…… I meet…… ME