Lone, Heartless Death

A sad story.

Why?! He won't leave me alone!

He's beautiful, creating wants,

then walks away, heart in tow.

His nearness transforms me

to a creature unknown to me. Or you.

What I'm doing, I have no idea,

but for the first time I feel free.

I have power, then let it go.

Who wants it, when I can have you?

Together, we're perfect, transforming each other.

Then, holding me close, you look at me,

with your dark eyes, suddenly cruel,

you say these words: "You tell me you love me;

that you're free. But though your heart I will take,

I won't give you mine. You're not even free.

You and your freedom belong to me."

With a cry, I try to break loose,

But he holds on tight; and with ease

he stabbed, sliced me open,

Slow and painfully he took my heart.

This done, he stood up, and looked one last time.

His eyes were black, the essence of his heart.

I lay there bleeding, dying.

Finally I could breathe no more.

And then I woke, Blood gone.

But the pain was only more acute.

I go to work every day.

Not a moment passes that I'm without heartache untold.

Every night I see him, feel his blade.

I'm dying, alone.

For who would believe a girl

who's dying of heartache;

from a man, unknown to this world?

Author's Note

I know this is long, but it means a lot to me; this poem. It's very personal.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you will write me your opinions. :)

Reviews

[Demetri J]

Great and powerful! A little long, but interesting nonetheless. Keep it up

[Richard Anthony Goulart]

While reading this the emotions almost destroyed me where I sat. This piece is powerful and I felt every word move through my eyes and down to my stomach making me shiver. GREAT PIECE!!!

[Rev. Fr, S. D. Blankens..]

Lone, Heartless Death
A Poem by dreaming dame

A heartrending romance without a doubt. I deem so remorseful for the undeveloped youngster. I think most of us have been there, however no one wants to concur a broken heart will effect a person‘s death… But, we agree otherwise. This poem is very nice--has a wonderful flow. Some of this terminology dose not truly appear appropriately in spaces, however they are not hurting anything where they are.

Thank you for your allocation of a dreadfully gloomy heart wrenching ode, of what my life is of.

~S. D. Blankenship

[Poe Redd]

i was reading, waiting for the darkness. waiting for the darkness. "He stabbed, sliced me open," Then im like OoO wow! This is utterly dark and I love it. "For who would believe a girl who's dying of heartache; from a man, unknown to this world?" This feels helpless. No one knows him, the real him, like you do. Am I right? You can tell it's a personal piece. It's got that fragile vibe.

[Coyote Poetry]

Your poem is powerful. I like how you described the turmoil and need. Life is a journey to find some kind of peace.
"But he holds on tight; and with ease
he stabbed, sliced me open,
Slow and painfully he took my heart."
Thank you for the amazing poem.
Coyote

[Thea]

You've captured the best emotion in this poem...So well expressed...Great job... :)))

[Alicia Hirshey]

Your emotions are penned well.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Emmotions here are powerful and tell a sad and moving tale that is impeccable!!!