Its hurt

Last night the grief was in me. It seared through my veins, through my tears and carve up what’s left of my soul. I don’t understand how I was still breathing or how come I was still in one piece (physically, at least). It hurts. Everything hurts – my eyes spew shards of glass down my cheeks and my whole body aches. An ache so intense I can’t bear it. Why? How can it be? It is a cruel experience to me.