A Dying Heart
The pain grips me
It steals my life away
Just like a parasite or a leech
Drop by drop it steals my essence away.
I'm begging you to save me
Because I know you’re up there.
Stop this faulty heart
Take away the snare.
A quick one
Very sudden and clear
Take me up to heaven
Take me to my home.
It’s not of love I suffer
But of vacancy and fear
For I don’t know when
My beating heart will someday stop my dear.
It’s not of lovers that I am jealous
But of their loyal hearts,
Which I wish belonged to me
But wishes are something
That are never to be had. Only to be feared.
I see the golden light
Feeling so eerily free.
I walk by the heavenly moonlight.
And will walk for all eternity.
BY
Amanda.M.Miller
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