A small poem I wrote that I thought sounded like Goku if Sanzo ever got rid of him.; it was actually written when I got dumped though...
I always thought that the person that took you out of a deep depression was supposed to keep you from that feeling again not throw you back into it and making it worse.
The brightest thing I had threw me away, now I feel cold and alone once again.
I feel myself falling as everything was yanked from underneath me.
The feeling of my world shattering into pieces just over one thing.
I hate this feeling, I thought they would of protected me from this.
No one ever warns you that when you feel high on happyness that its suddenly yanked away.
Now the sun has seemed to lost its brightness.