Commas,

Head faulters,
Emotions falling amiss,
You, and only you;
Shall I feel again, bliss.
Chances, gain, growth,
All, perhaps, forever missed.
These feelings, memories, moments,
Feel, perhaps, forever ripped.
Never have I hurt like this,
My heart, firmly gripped.
The inevitable, I may not promise,
If only,
Was my throat,
Rather than my heart,
That had been snipped.

- (DSG)