Something Broke Inside Me

It didn’t end my story, however, it rewrote the lines. A silent fracture, etched in time. I walked away – still breathing, yet changed in ways unseen.  A quiet ache replaced the light of all I might have been.

That moment stole a piece of me, left hollow where hope had lived. Now I move with unseen sorrow, with nothing more to give. I survived –

yet not untouched. I live –

yet not the same. A stillness lingers in my chest, a whisper wrapped in pain. No one sees the loss I bear –

a scar the world can’t find. Yet I remember …

when something broke deep inside.