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Dying From a Broken Heart
Could I actually die from a broken heart? Would blood seep through the fissures
and, finally, run out?
I feel these petrifying sensations, and I feel hopelessly annihilated.
It seems to me that I possess no odds.
No cure-all for my excruciating malaise.
It's as though, that with each breath I take,
my exhale isn't sufficient and I am slowly expiring.
My lungs continue to fill and I am drowning in my angst and icks.
In my reality, this slow death of mine has been on its course for 1,398 days.
And, the days keep revolving in due course.
I pray that either my angst dissipates or I find peace in my blood-soaked sheets and pillow and never wake.
And, the clock keeps ticking with every beat of my heart.
And, here I am dispiritedly stuck in this labyrinth, with no way out.
And, I wonder, am I dying from a broken heart?
d. nelson 10/04/2020
©dawnykins59
©GiGi60
and, finally, run out?
I feel these petrifying sensations, and I feel hopelessly annihilated.
It seems to me that I possess no odds.
No cure-all for my excruciating malaise.
It's as though, that with each breath I take,
my exhale isn't sufficient and I am slowly expiring.
My lungs continue to fill and I am drowning in my angst and icks.
In my reality, this slow death of mine has been on its course for 1,398 days.
And, the days keep revolving in due course.
I pray that either my angst dissipates or I find peace in my blood-soaked sheets and pillow and never wake.
And, the clock keeps ticking with every beat of my heart.
And, here I am dispiritedly stuck in this labyrinth, with no way out.
And, I wonder, am I dying from a broken heart?
d. nelson 10/04/2020
©dawnykins59
©GiGi60
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