THe one I love has left, an uncertain future, not even great writing because I have lost all give a damn, but the feeling is there and the feeling is what counts…
There is a tremendous cruelty in this process to remove my heart,
For I received no anesthetic, no numbness before the start.
And quite a malicious procedure it was, certainly not to save my life,
And not to repair arteries or valves, and not performed with a clean knife.
No it was a heart removal that has brought this pain, caused me to suffer,
Never in my life have I felt so such agony, nothing has been tougher.
For you still held my heart when you left, and it was given in good faith,
I never foresaw you taking it and disappearing into the night like a wraith.
Now like a beast I hunt you in this delirious love fever,
For you cut away a piece of me, your beauty was the cleaver.
I forgive you my sweet, going so far away was not your choice
The separation from you is killing me, my heart beats to again hear your voice.
I used to read Hemmingway, but I had no idea of the pain his love forced him to endure,
But now laying here immobilized by the hurt, I know I too would take my life, I am sure.
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