“My grief has burrowed into me like a dark thing that eats away at my life.”
“My life the only thing that has been with me my whole life”
“For now is my grief heavier than the sands of the seas, she thought. This world has emptied me of all but the oldest purpose: tomorrow's life.”
“My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.”
“These things are going to eat away at me... I rewrite the script in my head until it's 100-proof poison, and none of it helps at all.”
“Her eyes burrow into my forehead like greedy grubs that want to feed off my private thoughts.”