Here we go again, memories have come back to the surface and I cannot stop them, what should I do? Let these memories consume me or cry them out or get angry? 

So all I can do is written them out, to let the pain flow out of my hands without thinking, I do not care if it rymes or not sice poetry does not need a ryme.

It's based on how I feel my emotions, if I don't the pain inside me feels like it's crushing me and I can't breath.