Affliction The split second I process the words you spoke, My heart drops and crashes to the floor. Flashbacks flicker throughout my brain, Like a movie tape with a never-ending rewind; Melding and quickly hooking to an ever darkening future. Rejection turns into confusion, Which in turn becoming anger, and finally settles as overwhelming grief - An emotion that haunts and refuses to depart. Feeling damaged and defective, I'm so weary... The thought of authentic trust once again intermitten. Tears swell as a physical representation of agony, Proof of a substantial life bygone; Watching you walk away.