Hurting

Now I feel it 

Every bit 

My heart is aching 

My soul was hit 

 What now? I think

Feeling myself begin to sink 

Carried to the abyss 

By the undertow of the Titanic 

 I reached for you 

Time and time again 

Trying to hold on 

For both of us 

My grip was not strong enough

To overcome personality 

 So, now I feel it 

Every bit 

My heart is ACHING 

My soul was hit.