Living Broken

i woke up this morning

to find the world had changed

when my feet touched the floor

my whole body felt strange

i made it to the door

and i called out your name

and then fell to the floor

nothing could ever be the same

i remembered somehow that you were not here anymore

and all i'd known had been torn and rearranged

i wondered what my heart was still beating for

and the tears on my cheeks burned like flames

i pondered as i lay, broken on the floor

staring as the light danced around on my ceiling

what was the point of getting up for

how would i ever survive all these feelings

guilt, pain and fear were acknowledged first

as the ache erupted through my whole body

like an earthquakes devastation, everything was immersed

ripped from me like i'd been disembodied

a hollow feeling invaded, eating away at my peace

and i lost all control of my senses

i found myself needing reminded to breathe

grasping to find what the meaning of life was

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how do people get through it

how does the world move on

i feel like my whole life has ended

when i'm reminded you're gone

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to look at me, you can't see what is missing

from the outside, i suppose, i look fine

but i can't seem to find the will to keep living

when it seems part of me also died

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but i'll drag myself from this bed and keep going

it's a necessary, yet cruel expectation

they say hope is in the wind that is blowing

as we maneuver through this strange adaptation