My hearts last beat

By Adamlee808

remember, remember the 5th of November, the coldest night of my life, the
day I died inside, my final battle that I had lost and the smoke cleared,
2008 was so long ago, some cheered and held hope, obama had become president,
I drifted and drifted withered my heart, my soul had grown cold then one
day the storm clouds broke open and a ray of sunshine kissed me so gently
on the cheek, I could breath, I could let go, then I found myself repeating
the same cycle, I wish this wasnt my fate, to continually love without
being loved, the yearning I have to be loved has more gravity than I can
hold, I cant stand anymore I'm stuck here on my knees, begging the mercy
of the powers that be to let me taste the sweet savoury sensation of love
again. Instead I'm fated to live "like a brother" while you let everyone
else take advantage of you, they dont apreciate your beauty nor do they
love you like I do. Maybe if I wasnt fallen apart and broken I could show
you that there's more to me? What a cruel existance to endure but i guess
i should be thankful that I'm not alone...

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Copyright 2019 Adamlee808
Published on Sunday, September 8, 2019.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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