It's .....Heartache

It’s the straw that will brake, the camels back,
It’s the frost that will expand, in that tiny crack.

It’s the headache you have, that just won’t go away.
It’s when you get to the point, where everything is grey.

It’s the sorrow you feel, of not having one last chance,
It’s the girl who says no, to the nights last dance.

It’s the hurt in your heart, that weighs it down to your knees,
It’s the thing that needs blowing out, like the mucus in your sneeze.

It’s a dark place that I speak from, with not a flicker of light.
It’s the not waking properly, cos you didn’t sleep last night.

It’s the pressure you feel, ln trying to keep everyone fine
It's when you finally loose it, and fall over that line.