Death, from the Heart

such sweet sorrow........

My love,

           my only,

                      my absolute.

The only thing I have,           

                      the one thing I've lost.

They say it isn't true,

                      they say I can't love you.

And yet I do,

               

                      I do.

My hopes,

           my fears,

                      my life.

The only thing I cherish,

                      the one thing I shouldn't have.

They say you can't be good,

                      they warn not to get close.

And yet I do,

 

                      I do.

My pain,

           my torture,

                       my death.

The only thing that stabs,

                      the one thing that kills me.

They say it's a crime,

                      they cry out don't die.

And yet I do,

 

                      I do.

Author's Note

I think this title is right. Please tell me if I'm wrong, but it seems to fit the message I am trying to convey

Reviews

[TJ]

I feel the title is perfect! And the emtion drips off of this poem!!! I feel the like I was going through exactly what the narrator was going through! Good job

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

When the heart dies we feel broken inside, good write.

[Cody Wiggins]

Well I don't know why but the name "I DO" sounds like it might work or maybe. something like "My decision" or "decisions"