the words have ceased to flow,
and it feels as though a part of me has been torn away. i hate to ponder over my inability to express myself because it is crippling. the world has ended. inside of me, my little universe has imploded. my words seem to never be good enough anymore. every attempt to sort through my scattered thoughts and to express myself proves futile.
im afraid that i will never be the same again. i  have lost the thing that means the most to me. i have lost everything, and i won't ever get it back.