Make It Stop

Make it stop.
The thoughts.
Running wildly.
Why?
How?
When?
What did I do?
How do I get over him?
I don't want to.
I have to.
Stop!
I don't want to think anymore!
I want to rest my mind.
I want to end the depression!
Why doesn't he love me?
Does he still love me?
He does still love me.
No he doesn't.
Are you sure?
No.
Why did he lie?
Maybe he didn't...
Why did I try to hurt him after?
I feel so bad,
I wish it was different.
If I had stayed in Italian
And talked to him...
Would it be different?
But he was lying...
Or was he?
This on going circle just won't end!
I'm broken in side.
I keep sewing myself together
And the stitches come right out.
I punch my head
Trying to make this all end.
Am I going crazy?
This can't be normal.
Eyes clenched shut.
Biting my tongue.
Praying to God
To end this all.
If it's not meant to be
Then let me get over it.
Should I hold on?
Should I let go?
I just want peace...
Within.
I'm stuck.
I want to move forward.
But I can't.
There's no end.
To any of it.
Not even to this poem.
It's just me rambling,
No?
Then what is it?