Hurt is indescribable.

Tears streaming down your face,

Never stopping for a second.

Curled up in a ball,

And no one knows how you feel.

Your heart just torn out,

Thrown to the ground,

Stomped on.

It feels like glass shattering,

Into millions of tiny pieces.

Petals violently jerked off

Of a sweet, innocent flower.

This heavy pressure

Just sitting there,

Refusing to budge,

As it silently kills you.

How can such a dreadful thing

Be allowed to exist?