The dead end

That was right, it was all in my mind. Yours is the argument I can't fight. Darkness cast away from lime light. Grief is what is left after you died. Where should I pull over? How should I cross over? I'm still drunk even though I was sober. Your memories are the wounds I can't cover. Don't let me stay in tears, It's just a day but feels like years. It's taking my sane, taking my fears. Deep down I'm screaming, no one hears. You are the past, and my future. But this is more that a torture. More painful and fatal failure. Death in my soul with no rapture.