The void feels broken

When my tears fall and I hear your voice, I can't quite grasp why I feel this overwhelming urge to cry. Yet, it's not the sound of your voice I hear; it comes to me through a crow. I miss you so deeply it aches. I'm lost and unsure of how to move forward. I can't bear to see through these tears that blur my vision. For the sake of my daughter, I know I need to heal. I feel like a mosaic, shattered on the floor. I can’t stop crying because you’re gone, and you’ll never return. What did you leave behind? Did you truly want to go? Were you aware of the pain you caused so many? When my tears begin to fall, and I hear your voice echoing in the distance, I find myself grappling with an overwhelming sadness. I can't quite understand why I feel this intense urge to cry, especially when your voice reaches me through the mournful call of a crow. The sorrow of missing you weighs heavily on my heart, and it hurts more than I can express. I feel lost, unsure of how to navigate my emotions in a world without you. The tears that spill from my eyes cloud my vision, making it difficult to see any light or hope. Yet, I know I must find a way to heal, not just for myself but for my daughter, who deserves a mother who can rise above this pain. I often feel like a mosaic, once beautiful but now fragmented and scattered across the ground. Each piece of me is a reminder of what I've lost, and I can’t seem to stop the tears from flowing. The reality that you are gone and will never return is a weight I carry with me each day. I find myself wondering what you left behind—memories, dreams, or perhaps unanswered questions. Did you truly want to leave this world? Were you aware of the countless hearts you would hurt with your absence? These questions linger in my mind, each one a reminder of the complexity of your life and the impact you've had on so many. The ache of missing you is profound, and I am left to grapple with the void you’ve left behind.