First real shot at this...

Today
To the end of my life this burden I'll bear living and crying then finnaly dying.
I wish I was dead but that can't be helped for the one that I lost is no longer the prize I once thought.
So continue on in agony from the flame and the fire all around me.
Why must I fly to soar in the heights only to be smashed into the precipice?
Why must I love only to have mind and heart destroyed?
I'll live on, maybe... I'll live on today.
But once gone I don't want to know again another heart.
For then time will rewind and then play again only to have mind and heart destroyed.
Why can't I die...
I won't, maybe. I won't today.
Hours run and pass this shattered soul, stuggling to stand again.
But how will this happen, how does one bled dry stand?
I'll continue on, maybe... I'll continue on today.

Any comments or critisizim welcome.