Chest pains

This was written when I was experiencing chest pains when I ran away from home. Like all my work, this is from the notebook I kept when I ran away.

Clutch your chest, feel the pain

Too bad the problem is with your brain

A chemical imbalance, memories you can't forget 

So many ways that have failed to numb it

Your health declined

All because of your mind

A broken heart

No obvious way to restart

The price I paid was my sanity

Do you realize that, or you too absorbed in your vanity?

If I really saved your life

It would have been harder to give up mine 

You didn't even put up a fight

So I lay with chest pains every night

Will we ever make it better?

We might

We just can't lose sight

Author's Note

I'm not much of a writer. This is just stuff I wrote in a notebook when I ran away. Every day I've been publishing a few pages or so. There's no telling when they'll run out.