God crushed me

I should write about this but can´t.

People do not like to see me weak. They get confused when they don´t hear the strong woman they once knew.
It baffles them, it makes them nervous.

but I write of what I live...so I know that this is what I am suppose to write about.
How?
How do you express what it is like to have God crush you...

Wham! WHAM! WHAM!
I can still feel the blows.
I hear the echo of the strikes.

Can´t talk much yet.
Can only add:

God crushed me, tore me apart.
Weakness is now my every breath.
I am amazed by the power of my weakness.
I am amazed by the strength of such chains.
but even more
I am amazed for the beauty of such place