Sorrow

you never know sorrow, until it passes you by, just as you never know the grief, the pain, the suffering... you may read about it, watch it on TV, or hear about it, but you never truly know... not till you feel your heart explode into a thousand pieces, and each piece seems to inflict its own kind of pain, not until you cry so much your eyes are left with no more tears, not until you feel the blood boil in every inch of your body until it feels numb... no you don’t truly feel sorrow until you hate your very existence for causing this.