emotions so twisted your stomach churns...
you know you won't sleep tonight,
yet your so exhausted that sleep is welcome...
now your on your knees before the porcelin
trying like hell to keep the contents of your
stomach from coming up the way they went down...
the cool of the bathroom tile a calming agent
you just can't find through any other source.
the wave of nausea passes so you curl up on the floor crying yourself to hiccups,
then the emotions flood, anger, sadness, despair, hatred, agony, and loss...
the realization that the one thing you held so dear, and took vows to protect is gone...
death is nothing compared to this pain, and that thought rocks you to your core...