roar

When you're not doing the things you were born to do, it aches in every fiber of your being. Thoughts of dreams fulfilled consume your every moment and conversation and emotion.

And there are moments that feel like the gasps between the release of an uncontrollable cry. Those seconds when you struggle for just enough air to keep beats in your chest to propel the tears, hoping— no, desperate for— the pain to flood out of you with the salty water.

This is what emptiness sounds like.

This is the roar of failed dreams and hurtful humans crashing against the walls of your heart.