Midst the darkest storm
In the churning sea of emotions, where tempestuous waves of despair crash against the fragile shores of my heart, I find myself grappling with a pain so profound that it defies the boundaries of words. It’s a pain you may never truly comprehend, for it’s a journey only embarked upon by those who have tasted the bittersweet cocktail of love and betrayal.
As I navigate these treacherous waters, it becomes painfully evident that the cruelty inflicted upon me knows no bounds. To be discarded by someone I held dear, with cruelty as their weapon of choice, is a torment that gnaws at the very essence of my existence. It’s a wound that cuts far deeper than the skin’s surface, sinking its venomous fangs into the very core of my being.
You, in your distant realm, may find it challenging to grasp the sheer desolation that washes over me like a relentless tide. It’s a desolation born from a relentless onslaught of a thousand and one lies, each one carving its own painful notch into my heart. This rejection, as cold and biting as an arctic wind, pierces the heart’s warmth, leaving behind a chilling void where once love and trust thrived.
In those agonizing moments, as I stood on the precipice of breaking, it was as if the universe itself had conspired to shatter me entirely. The very fabric of my reality trembled, and my soul teetered on the edge of an abyss, ready to plunge into the unfathomable depths of despair.
Yet, even in the midst of this turmoil, I must hold steadfast to the belief that no one, not even you, deserves to bear witness to such a devastating conclusion. In the shadowy corners of my heart, where fragments of hope still flicker, I pray that you never encounter the raw, unfiltered anguish that accompanies such a dismal ending. For it’s a darkness that engulfs the soul, casting long, haunting shadows that linger not only on the surface but are eternally etched in the very tapestry of one’s existence.