closure

i need to be free
every thought is dreary
cutting edges open holes
and the pain constantly flows
no end to this ocean
because the river is my drug; my half soul
this flow is filling
my constraints are flooded away
and now the force is hitting away
drowning in this pain's release
i am unable to breathe
panting struggling i make no effort to be free
if i do so my other half will cease to exist.