hit in the gut pierced in the heart and stabbed in the hollow of the ribs.

i'm crushed.

my heart's been dug out mashed up and served to me on a silver platter complete with delicate porcelain and paperthin china.

heartbroken. desolate. wretched. wounded. pure and painful misery.

is there any way to describe this incredible sadness my soul is shrouded in.