Never Again

I will never forget the way I sobbed, making cries that only small, hurt, dying animals that have fallen prey would make, during those dark days not so long ago.

The pain that branded so deeply into my heart ...
sometimes like artharitis pain, other times like a fresh stab, it comes back.

Every night, when I sit down, it comes back.

Every moment, I stop to wonder, it comes back.

Oh, those days of pain, they never left.
They are reminders of my vow.