In the deafening silence between twilight and dawn, the heartbroken will swim within bouts of overthinking, to try and understand why they are emotionally bleeding; why others pained them so deeply. At some point within the darkness, they will realize they broke their own heart trying to love someone who wouldn’t let their love touch them. The wounded nearly bled themselves dry, left to wither away among the carcasses left unburied in a desolate place, trapped in-between the living and the dead.