The document is a series of comparisons between extreme external hardships and the internal suffering of the narrator after losing a loved one. In each line, the narrator acknowledges severe hardships in the outside world such as fires, freezing temperatures, thorns, voices from hell, horrific images, darkness, smells of death, and financial losses. However, the narrator states that the pain of losing their loved one is simply unbearable, killing their soul every moment and leaving them with a hollow heart, as the most important person to them has left them forever.

1. HAD LEFT ME FOREVER
The fires outside might be blazing ferociously towards the sky; charring even the
most inconspicuous particle around in its tumultuously scorching swirl,
But the fire inside my blood was simply unbearable; made me inevitably collapse
towards the hard ground every minute.
The temperature engulfing the atmosphere might be freezing below abysmally low
limits; with ominous avalanches of snow hurtling like an augmenting balloon
down the treacherous mountain slopes,
But the enveloping my bones was simply unbearable; numbing me disastrously in
every single aspect of blissful life.
The thorns laden on the jungle soil might be staring acridly towards the dark blue sky;
furtively awaiting innocuous feet to inadvertently trample over them; bleed and hurt,
But the thorns in my chest were simply unbearable; viciously trying to strangulate me
into ghastly emptiness every second.
The voices lingering in the island of hell might be too appalling to describe;
permeated the boundless expanse of cosmos with the wail of gruesomely wicked
and salacious beasts,
But the voices circulating in my mind were simply unbearable; fomented me to
disdainfully stutter a billion times; on every thought I perceived; on every sentence I
spoke.
The images radiating out of the morbidly shattered mirror might be horrendous
depictions of the diabolical devil; ready to pounce upon and uncouthly rip through
innocent mankind,
But the images that barbarically encompassed my brain were simply unbearable;
drowned me into an ocean of blood; a sea of inexplicable misery; which I found
virtually impossible to swim in and save my life.
The darkness savagely embracing the day might be an unavoidable form of Gods
creation; besieging the mesmerizing sights on this planet in its satanic shades of
monstrous black,
But the darkness which entrenched my eyes was simply unbearable; made me lead my
days worse than the most severely blind; even though I had the most incredulously
brilliant and perfect sight.
The smell emanating from the perpetually dead body might be profoundly stinking;
causing one to vomit out all what he had consumed in the tenure of his life,
But the smell encapsulating my rubicund skin was simply unbearable; suffocating me
this very instant; when infact doctors had proclaimed me to be in perfect health; and
for apparently no sin of mine .

2. The businessman might have suffered gargantuan losses as the economy abruptly
crashed down; sadly parting with his fathomless treasury of wealth; all what he
had earned in life; within flash instants of time,
But the losses that I incurred were simply unbearable; having all the wealth of the
world stored in my castle's overflowing with biscuits of gold; and yet crawling in
hopeless despair on the streets; starving for tranquility more horribly than the most
impoverished of beggar .
And perhaps the man buried infinite feet beneath the earth in his coffin might be
without breath; celestially smiling in the arms of the Omniscient Creator,
But the tyranny that I underwent inspite of living infinite feet above earth was simply
unbearable; killing my soul every moment; piercing me like a thousand knives
through my hollow heart; as the entity whom I had loved more than my life no longer
existed; the person who was more important to me than anything else on this planet
had left me forever .