What is it?

It's when something solid inside, something that you knew would always be there for you, something that you were once so dependent on, suddenly shatters like glass. The pieces left behind are sharp and jagged, they cut you, draw blood, hurt you, but yet you will always  try to pick up those pieces, attempting to make what you lost whole again. Blood,Tears,Frustration. You will continue to hurt yourself, revisiting the pain until you go numb and cease to feel anything. Then, you’re just hollow in the inside, a shell of what you used to be. You are reduced to nothing. 

It's the the dark, pulsing creature residing in your chest, composed of jealousy, hatred and sorrow. The monster that feeds off your failure and broken spirit. It amuses itself by squeezing your heart, flushing out any traces of hope and willing you to give up. It pounds against your insides and howls in pain, demanding attention; a trap set to ensnare you in a void of desolation. A beast that cannot be fought without bringing harm upon yourself in the process, as it resides in the darkest part of your soul. 

It's the remnants of broken promises, forgotten apologies and harsh words. The  lonelines

felt even in a crowded room filled with conversation. It's the twisting of the stomach when reminiscing fond memories. The empty quiet between claps of thunder and flashes of lightning on a stormy night. The sensation of eyes locking then quickly skirting away; the very essence of a teenage life. 

Dearest reader, it's when you absorb these words and connect to the emotions they convey.  Do not despair. "Time will heal a broken heart."