I fall with another big crash

without a sound,

breaking from within

yet again.

Smash and throw me

a million times more

How would it matter?

It's all smithereens anyway.

There's no word to describe

this terrible pain.

Throbbing. Livid. Suffocating.

It consumes everything there is

left of life in me.

Time has dulled it into

a deep ache

etched into my very being.

It's all over me

Black and blue.

How can you ever feel 

my pain

or see my changed fabric?

You only see with eyes.

I am glad it happened. All said and done, I am glad. Yes, this is the most terrible pain, like someone is ripping my insides. Like there'll never be bright blue skies again. Like a train has collided into me headlong. Like someone is crushing my lungs and I can't breathe. Like I'm being sucked into a blackhole from where there's no coming back. Like there will never be any laughter, jokes, or joy again between us. Like you took the most precious part of me and let it bleed to death. Like my whole life has been a lie. But I am glad that the bubble has burst. I now know where I'm really at. 

 And isn't it true that destruction precedes creation? You bring down the old to build the new. Maybe this is a new beginning for me. Time will heal. Time will heal. Thank God for time.