I look into your eyes and all I see is a wall, a dark, impenetrable wall, and looking at you while you look back at me, seemingly burning a black hole into me… just hurts.
It hurts like nothing else. It’s a realm of hurt all its own.
It’s a different hurt than when my son died, my first son, and I thought that was the worst it could ever get.
It hurts differently than when ‘he’ cheated and ripped my ****** heart out from the roots, leaving a crimson hole, an immeasurable hollow for all the world to see.
This hurt, it belongs high up on a pedestal of pain, so I can see it again and again, while it laughs and glares down at me,
with those dark, impenetrable eyes, just to watch me tremble and weep
for this great hurt that reaches so **** far and deep.