They say I'm heartbroken
But heartache can't sufficiently describe
How the physical agony in my chest steals the air from my lungs
Pain so visceral tears seem trivial - not a worthy outlet of emotion
These windows to my soul are dry, seeing clear for the first time
My body is numb - unfeeling
Torment induced disassociation shielding my fragile mind
My tortured heart no longer set alight by my twin flame
But incinerated by the resulting inferno
Each broken piece fueling the blaze
The once glowing embers now cold and black
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