It pushes me down.
I can’t breathe.
How can this happen?
I gasp for air as I am torn to pieces.
My hopes and dreams gone in an instant.
The pictures of my future shattered.
How do you go on from here?
How do you glue a shattered person back together?
Pick me up as I am in pieces on the floor.
A hollow existence of my former self.
Moving through the motions of daily life as I go.
My shattered heart ached to be mended.
How could you trust again in this shattered life?