White heart
by: emjozar
The wound inside me starts to bleed,
It goes slowly, it hurts indeed.
Breathing is not easy, I still want to live!
I’m almost dead, will you believe?
Moments passed, I fell asleep,
Sorrowful stories was left on my lips,
I want to shout and stand up with my knees,
But I can’t even move any of my fingertips.
New day came and I woke up,
I’m feeling so weary but then I dressed up,
I walked thru the hill and rested myself on the top,
I can see everything as I can see the world map.
While resting, I closed my eyes,
I can feel my tears as I can feel my heart cries,
After several hours, I gradually opened my eyes,
I saw myself, sitting down the hill, beside the tree where it lies.
I cannot accept the reality that I’m about to depart,
I was so sad, leaving myself far apart,
I didn’t even feel to be loved by someone near to my heart,
I died, it ends, and leaves a book of memories from my white heart.
it is hard to let go of someone you have hold on to before… the fact that you have let go is not because you’re coward but you just have the stregth to accept the realities.. nice post!
more powers! Godbless
Posted by shaine at November 7, 2009, 2:36 pm