True Sadness and Frustration

When your pain is tangible

You can reach out and touch it.

It’s everywhere, consuming you.

You don’t even realize how lon_____g

it’s been eating away at your insides, until

they finally cave in and c

                                    r

                                     u

                                    m

                                      b

                                        l

                                         e  helplessly.

Crashing down

                Spiraling

                        Down

Hopeless.

The terrible tightening in your chest.

The constriction of your lungs.

The deep, shudder, breaths as you try to hold back the inevitable-

Then you bre|ak

Now comes the painful,

        Wracking

Sobs.

Screaming silently, your damaged self

Seeping out through the c|r|a|c|k|s

That you flimsily repair each time you fall apart.

But this time those cracks have split wide                open,

Leaving g  a  p  i  n  g holes in your being.

You wail for a long time,

Weeping pitifully as you cry yourself a pool of self-sympathy,

Until

You are empty,

Benumbed,

Turned inside out.