Imagine Reality

can you imagine , waking up every single day with a sense of emptiness
 
like a piece of  you has literally been carved out of your chest
 
and yet you're expected to go on about your everyday life as this complete functioning being
 
the hole while big enough to be noticed  
 
when  you’re approached people are too afraid of its depth
 
 so they strike up a conversation about a million other topics  
 
exempting the one that’s so obviously staring them directly in their faces….
 
imagine trying learn to appreciate the quality of life you’ve been graced to still live  
 
while no longer possessing the piece of you that  matters the most
 
while it’s clear the mind may be present, my heart has seemed to gone missing…