A/N: Watched Parting of the Ways again on sunday night. Then I watched Torchwood. You see, this is what happens when you don't pay attention to what your muse is making you write. Format's completely screwed, I'm afraid. Warning for heavy, heavy, angst. Enjoy!

Denial, loss, mend - as told by Jack Harkness

They left-

No. no.

Block the thought,

Cross it out,

Delete, backspace, ignore.

There's always a reason

He left-

No! No.

There's always a reason

He always comes back

Dependant, independent.

The pack stay together

She left-

No! No.

He made her leave

Took her home

Made her safe

I…

I can take care of myself.

She left you.

No.

It wasn't her choice.

He left you.

No!

There's always a reason.

They left you.

NO!

I need them.

Survival instincts

First, weapons.

Ashes to ashes;

The dead and the Daleks

You're dead too.

I'm still breathing.

Food, transport

Go take a breath of fresh air

Go for a walk without a life-suit

….no…

Put the gun, with the new ammo shells

Put the gun in your mouth

…no.

Put the gun in your mouth

Put the gun in your mouth

Put the gun in your mouth

……..n…

I hurt.

Head and heart

Mind and body

I hurt.

You put the gun in your mouth

Ashes to ashes, blood to blood

You're dead

Wake up and smell the plasma

…I died

Suicide...

I hurt.

The bastic bullets-

There's blood on my hair

There's blood in my mouth

There's blood on my face

The bastic bullets

Sound like lost battles

As I spit them on the floor

I've lost

I'm lost

And the difference is?

Transport fixed

A few weeks later

After fixed wirings

A pod comes

There's still blood on my clothes

There's still blood on my hands

There's still blood on my face

…But there's still blood in my heart.

Time can go and blow…

There's just one more thing to look for

Just one last thing to find

Then maybe

Just maybe

I can be

Home.

A/N: You've heard the jingle

You ken what to do

Time to review!