The Death of My Heart

The Death of My Heart

 

The organ still beats

The blood does flow

The death of my heart

A pain no one should know

 

Love doesn’t live here anymore

I walk, I talk, I breathe and eat

A sole to house, but what ever for

This shell of a man feels no beat

 

I take up space, no life in my eyes

I am dead people and I know I am dead

I thought I had lived but they were lies

My heart without my heart anguish I dread

 

Now with her gone so went my reason

To live without Love is not meant for my life

My leaf turned black and fell like autumn season

The pain unbearable bleeding through cold knife

 

Tears of blood like acid down my cheek

Every nerve screaming in pain eternal

Peeling flesh till my knees become week

Praying for death or Hell’s fire infernal

 

Sad so Sad the death of my heart

Thinking she finally was mine then

Ripping my life and tearing it apart

Real death so anticlimactic The end

Reviews

[poetforlife]

One of the saddest poems I've ever read. Hope you're not in that place anymore.