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Click here1 heartbeat, 2 heartbeats, 3 heartbeats 4,
You beat the heart till the heart beats no more…
In the still of a thick night my heart I pledged
undressed in love, all defenses fled.
You would protect me with blind devotion.
A choice made in the midst of emotion.
For years I waited for change to come.
For the pain and hurting to be done.
Apologies and tears to mend the bruises.
Heart eternally calloused, in the end love loses.
1 heartbeat, 2 heartbeats, 3 heartbeats 4,
You beat the heart till the heart beats no more.
Dying for love and for love shall I die.
Crying for mercy with bloodied eyes.
In the end was a beginning, the beginning was the end.
Love and trust devoted to a wolf in sheep’s skin.
Seduced by full moon eyes, star promised words.
Pain so intense cries for mercy can’t be heard.
Convinced I brought on this hellfire lashing.
Self worth drains with each days passing.
My fault, my problem, I caused all of this.
Tear dropping prayers for the next blow to miss.
1 heartbeat, 2 heartbeats, 3 heartbeats 4,
You beat the heart till the heart beats no more.
Dying for love and for love shall I die.
Crying for mercy with bloodied eyes.
My kitchen table coffin you drape with bouquets.
Explanations of stress filled, hard working days.
I should be more caring, try to understand.
Change isn’t easy, you’re doing the best you can.
It is patience that my type lacks.
That stirs your frustration, resulting in smacks.
Time runs thin, the end is near.
Endurance depleted, collapsed under fear.
1 heartbeat, 2 heartbeats, 3 heartbeats 4,
You beat the heart till the heart beats no more.
Dying for love and for love shall I die.
Crying for mercy with bloodied eyes.
Sanity no longer sanctuary, existence obsolete.
Battered by love, scarred by deceit.
A thousand deaths each day I die.
The broken wing sparrow unable to fly.
No faith in a world that has abandoned me.
A casualty of love’s lack of humanity.
In the midst of the chaos, mercy hides.
Wrapped in misery, buried in shame I reside.
1 heartbeat, 2 heartbeats, 3 heartbeats 4,
You beat the heart till the heart beats no more.
Dying for love and for love shall I die.
Crying for mercy with bloodied eyes.
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i've never anything that i can relate to so closely. it is haunting. and you express it so clearly and so exact. ty for writing this.
Love as an injured little sparrow ~ mercy has his eye on the
the little sparrow, lest the little fellow fall.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 33,000 poems.
Read this slowly and thoughtfully;
You can feel the pain of the battered spouse becoming trapped in a nightmare universe.
Yep Loved it! Fantastic stuff
enjoyed every word, i think
this is one of my favorites
of yours and i know i will read
it many more times.
Thank you for the words
I loved them all.
~ J