And then, there's this thing

and you don't know how to deal with it.

You're too late,as you always were.

You remember everything but you can't do anything about it.

It's so intense,you think about it all the time.

When will it stop,you wonder,but then you think about it again and again,as if you could do anything to change even the tiniest detail.

Let's think about it again, until it breaks everything.

Oh,well,your mind is just an organ and it stopped,along with your heart.