A Death

borrowed from a friend, and the basis of the poem "An Already Broken Heart"

A death

Of an already broken heart

I feel the flicker of a small flame

And convince myself that everything will be okay

What a lie!!

The flame is bigger than before

I had to go and open a door

Keys in my pocket

And a torn picture in a tarnished locket

I am done

I have let the darkness in

And Let the fear reside in my already tormented heart

I am falling apart

Falling to my knees

But if I hit the ground

All it means is that I failed

Failed again…

Happily ever after

I refuse to chase

I can’t smile, or be drenched in laughter

I am hiding behind a cement face

I can’t let you see me cry

Can’t let you know I am about to die

Exaggerated smiles can’t save me now

The flicker is now a forest fire

Burning all of me down

The smoke enters in my lungs

And I just lay there letting myself drown

I am so done

The battle was won

The war is far from over though

So now I lay here refusing to go

Wishing and pleading to just not know

Who am I?

Who are you?

Time to fly

But my wings are glued

A death

Of an already broken heart

The end of one more breathe

And the ability to restart

Why don’t I just take your hand?

And let you help me

I know I can’t do this on my own

I am blind, and can not see

A death

A final breath

A final beat

My broken heart

Now ceases to be