Sunday, April 24, 2011
Battle of the heart
Inner turmoil, gut wrenching agony, emotions feel my chest cavity……no room left for my heart to beat
I can’t go on any longer loving you
It’s killing me and the process is expedited every time I see your face
This is a war I can no longer fight
The things that these eyes have seen, the blows it has taken…battered, bruised….the blood I bleed
Out of ammo, no coverage from the trees totally exposed in front of you…….stripped of camo
Has been a pleasure to serve in the crusade for love
Even as it appears I am dying today for what I believe in
At least I stood for something
So draw your firearm, as I bow down to my knees leaning forward so that the apex of my head meets the barrel
Arms spread to the side like wings
Hands stretched
Fingers pointed towards my next stop on this journey
Meant to be this way, it was written
I begin talking to my Lord….telling Him soon we will be side by side
Not a tear in my eye, because I know I fought the good fight and did it to the best of my God given abilities
You however did not as it all comes back to you like a bad memory
How I was always there for you and you left me high and dry so many times
Hurts doesn’t it? I know
But you can never kill me with your acts of violence
I was dead before I stepped onto the battlefield
Emotionally speaking
As I have become unhinged
Life isn’t worth living if you won’t accept my heart
© 2011
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