Pain in it's purest form.

It's surprising how good I am.
I guess for me it had been over for a long time.
Probably when I wasn't able to cry for you anymore, just cry because of how you made me feel.
I was being tortured.
Hands around my throat, it's like I could no longer breathe.
My hopes, goals, and dreams seem to have diminished.
I don't know when I'll find myself again.
God knows I'm trying.