Do you feel that hallowing sensation, one that sinks to the bottom of your heart,

the one that produces an abysmal tunnel and intensifies the depth of your sorrow?

While some leap into the hands of death, seeking refuge in a graveyard,

others push through the agony as they would with a wooden wheelbarrow.

It leaves me astounded and even bothered,

how this miserable experience is rarely left unfounded.

© Alexandrina Vicorii