When the heart is thrown it shatters like glass.
The stone scars. The heart breaks.
The overcasting shadows remain the same.
The spirit is forever changed, but the severity of which is not immediately clear.
The resulting mind hardly ever fades, but when it does the stone and the heart are steadfastly forgotten.
The grief remains.
Author Bio:
K. Kelly is currently working on her master’s degree in Creative Writing at Southern New Hampshire University. Her first love and passion has always been writing and editing. She loves to write poetry and creative non-fiction. She is also a certified Project Management Professional who works in the health insurance industry.