A Life in Words

Its not in pieces... Its not smashed against the wall nor shattered from a high fall. Its not melting and it hasn't shrunk. Its gone. An argument waiting to be had for sure, whether it is better to feel the pain or nothing at all. The moment where the decision needs to be made of whether or not you jump off an emotional cliff to just stop the pain that resides in your chest, or to jump onto a bed of nails just to reawaken the ever quiet space laying empty in your chest. You will never feel a more focused heart until it feels as if its losing the battle. So here I sit, with a painful awareness of what changes are here and what changes are to come.