A Dying Heart

A Dying Heart

A Story by Jesse Artimtio Quinones

As Im Dying On This Valentines Day I Love My Wife I Wanted To Stay With Her,But Now My Time Has Come,Fear Is Following Me,I Never Thought I Would See How Death Would Take Me,Would I go To Heaven Or Hell,All The Bad thing That I've Abused What would Happen To Me,Ive Abused My Body With Cuts,burns, bruises,And Pain,And Now My Heart Will be Pained,What Have I done To Deserve This Hard Pain,My Tears Taste Like Blood ,Doing Something Bad Was Not My Intentions,I thought It Would Be Better Too,But Being Hated I Would Have To Take In Its My Fault That I Made,This Might Be Another Habit thats Breaking Inside Of Me,I Don't Want to Be Hated Never,I Have Done To Deserve Dying I Always Wanted To Care For Others But I Never Intended To Do What I Want But Now In The End I Lay Here On This Hospital Bed Close my Eyes And Sleep.

-Jesse Artimio

© 2011 Jesse Artimtio Quinones


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Added on April 4, 2011
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Jesse Artimtio Quinones
Jesse Artimtio Quinones

Newport news, VA



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