The torture of separation

I feel like my chest, is getting compressed.

A great beast, resides there.

One that terrifies me, into submission.

One so great, I've considered losing the war.

The beast, I speak about.

Is no other, than loneliness.

From everyone leaving me, and cracking my heart.

First it was natural, and now it's torture.

The torture of seeing them again, and knowing it's your fault.

This torture may be nothing to you, but to me.

My heart was broken, into shards I trusted to the people I like.

When they float away, the shard is crushed.

And there's a great pain, within my heart.