It’s heavy to carry, this pain.
Clutching the body.
Breathing provides only little relief.
And there’s nothing to be done.
It’s hopeless at the time.
Mission impossible, it seems.
Nothing to hold onto.
No one to turn to, to take it all away.
It’s daunting, totally haunting.
Engulfing in shadows.
Hiding away, not to be seen.
The light hurts the eyes, but it’s also warm.