It hurts. All of it still hurts.
IDK how I can do this.
IDK how I'm going to be strong when every part of my world is crumbling.
I hate not knowing what to do,
I still feel as if someone seeped in through the cracks of my shields (the shields that guard my heart)
and tore some of it out. without warning or hesitation.
Then afterward most of it died when my best friend did.
Now, all that's left, is trying to feel something, anything.
other than pain.
The blood from the tare, bleed out through salty tears;
that roll down my face; even now.
My body shakes, looking for stability, for the other parts.
But they are gone, nowhere to be seen.