Save Me
This act I put on
is coming to an end.
Before the old me is is completely gone,
there are a few matters I must attend.
I feel as if I am making everything comlicated
and it is too confusing.
The day you left my breathing hesistated,
as though death was what my heart was choosing.
My emotions faded,
my brain in a maze.
My heart is breaking,
and my body loosing will.
This pain is something I am not faking,
as my blood stands still.
No one can see the tears I am shedding,
because you are the key to everything I am dreading.
Soon my heart will stop and my veins will be dry.
Someone please grab a mop to wipe up the tears as my loved ones cry.
My heart is breaking,
my brain in a daze.
This pain is something I'm not faking,
as I hold on to your love in this maze.
My emotions are faded and my body loosing will.
I never would have traded,
my blood standing still.
You could save me,
If you cared.
No one can hear my silent plea,
not even if they were spared.
Spared from the hate that consumes us all.
Suppose this is my fate, to die from the fall.
My heart is breaking, my emotions faded.
This pain I am not faking is something I never would have traded.
My brain is in a daze as my body is loosing will.
Your love in this maze is the reason my blood stands still.
Guess I wasn't worth saving from this Hell.
How does it feel when your world starts caving? Don't worry, I won't tell.
This act I put on is coming to an end.
Before the old me is gone, there are a few matters I must attend.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.