13 April 2012
As soon as that word hits you, I mean... It hits you hard. It's just like they say... A ton of bricks fall, and they aim for your spirit and your smile, bringing them down. But it's also a feeling of disbelief. A wall of tears cover your eyes from the truth, and it hangs in the back of your head. It's like your heart turns a dark, dreary blue, and your whole body doesn't want to eat or sleep, and sometimes it even just lies there. Motionless. Just like the one you lost.
Death. (An Extract) • Opuss № I