Heartache Essays - Holocaust Literature, Night,

Heartache This story is tangible, and of my own interpretation. It tales of heart break sorrow and pain. A tale of When my heart was ripped from my body, shattered Into a million pieces like mirrored glass. On a dark and Dreary night when life itself seemed to stand still and Nothing else mattered. It seemed like as quickly as He came into my life, he would leave even quicker. The Words escaped his lips and rode the leaves through The midnight eerie air. They seemed to echo for What felt like forever. Before I could even release it, He left and I felt my heart being torn from my ribs Enclosed within my chest. His monstrous laugh ripped Me from the inside out. I could not fathom the toll This heartache would take on my body mind and soul. I felt like an empty vassal traveling the seas in search Of a new beginning. He felt me empty and so confused. I was frozen as I watched my life continue on Without me. I felt withheld from myself. I was without Meaning like a sprite roaming the land for a body to Overtake. I was completely captured within my broken heart. Over time a light within my soul began to glow. As the light Glowed brighter so did myself worth. I then released I could no longer allow the complete mental breakdown Control the events of my future. I awakened inspired By the one I feared. I no longer let him burn me from Inside. I needed to control my outcome despite my fears. No longer would I let the words of my past control the Events of my future.