Thursday, November 17, 2011

Heartache… a poem
A Poem for the Dying

I am broken
brain dissolved
to mush in my tears
heart so heavy
it falls
onto a rock hard gut
and shatters
Slivers spread through veins
creating tiny cuts
from which despair
bleeds into my soul

Emotions fuse
one solid block of pain
creating physical ill
I am nothing.
It is hopeless.
You might just as well
crush me
like the slimy bug
I am

Already flattened
I may never get up

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