ANGUISH

An Acrostic

Aching pain fills my heart when I think about
Nothing but you. I screwed up so bad but I
Guess I can’t pour rain back into the clouds. I open my
Umbrella and wish that I could take many things and
Incinerate the evidence of betrayal. I hurt so bad, tears
Straining to be released when I see you. I don’t exist and it
Hurts to know you aren’t as anguished as I.