This heart broken and shattered
With palpitations at bay,
Shan't ride the storm before the morn,
For I can't stand the pain.
This nausea, this sickness, the pittiless aches
My lingering illness.
Torments my mind and maddens my brain
She's gone, my love is gone !
To climb and explore,
The high and large elevations, her Everest.
Then fly above each somber cloud,
The patches hued with gray.
Who will save ye now ?
When left battered and bruise from falling
While lost within your endless biopolarity ?
What angel will swoop down from blue skies
And save thee from those rippling tides ?
Allow me, to offer you my broken heart,
And save you the effort of breaking many more.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
This Broken Heart
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3 comments:
Wow! Isn't love a powerful thing. We often volunteer ourselves to be hurt 4 the sake of another while loving endlessly. Good Read!
Wow. Carlus this is beautifully tragic. I adore your writing so much. This piece completely expresses the longing, sadness, and pain of love being lost.
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