Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. And you can make it one more. You're doing just fine.
There is not a single word in the whole world that could describe the hurt; The dullest knife just sawing back and forth, and ripping through the softest skin there ever was. Hate To See Your Heart Break - Paramore feat.