My dad died and my mind won't let me find comfort in sleep. I don't see how I can move past this point and carry on through life. My heart is irrevocably broken and I can't get my body to stop twisting in agony and help me reach momentary reprieve.
I'm no stranger to grief but this level of utter devastation and agony renders it almost entirely foreign. I feel like a human body told to function despite its heart wrenched out. I cannot fathom any way forward, moving on past this is downright inconceivable.


















