my heart is shaking, left and right. It's in a battle to live or fight. Its tearing slowly, breaking down. thinking of the outcome, all around. Uneasy feelings, a heavy chest. A mind at thought, that can never rest. Scared so scared to do the right. Scared so scared of the out coming site. Hurt so deep inside your heart, regrettably fighting the final part. I'm sorry I'm sorry is all I'll stutter... as hurting thoughts start to clutter. The final fight that's taking a stand, the final goodbye.. hand in hand.