when life hurts most


In the beat of an inhale

the world has

Ripped

my heart out

of my chest – it hurts.

On the very next exhale

it flutters the

Tattered

edges in rhythm – such pain.

The world keeps moving around;

glass walls surround

Me:

I can’t breathe – what hell!

Next breath out of sequence;

gasps sound strange.

Help!

Without him now – I’m lost

#suddenly #lost

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