Loss

Pain rips through your chest like a bullet wound,
Your heart just a sad, broken toy.
Suddenly air becomes foreign to your lungs,
And your body protests at the lack.

Eyes mist over, vison becomes blurred,
As your mind attempts to process.

A sadness so deep, a physical ache,
It creeps and numbs until nothing's left.
Your heart is missing, ripped apart,
Torn in pieces and tossed aside.

Your legs become weak, and you take a seat
As the tears spill out in a rush.

You don't understand, you want to scream
Until your voice is gone and worn.
But instead you sit and let the tears flow,
Trying hard not to think.

It hurts too much, you want it to stop.
Just stop, please, let it stop.

It can't be real, it's just a dream,
A nightmare in your head.
But the sobs rack your body numb,
And you know you're not asleep.

Pain surrounds you like a smoky haze;
It hurts too much, it hurts so much.
Please, someone, make it stop.

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