Broken heart ...A dark poem
Blood drip’s down the side of my face
As I struggle to see
My heart beats a frantic pace
As I try to get free
My throat horse with screaming
As I catch my breath
Desperate to escape this dark dreaming
Cradled in the satin of death
The heavy sound of dirt fills my ears
As my stomach twists with dread
For the first time I taste true fear
As I lay in my last mortal bed
Panic deep and real finally ignites
As I uselessly bang and pound
Desperate to see any light
Knowing I will never be found
Promises and pleas I cry
If only he would lift me out
Oh please god I don’t want to die
The dirt muffling my every shout
Sobbing in the deep cold dark
I hear him start to drive
Taking away his broken heart
And leaving me buried alive
© K.A.E Grove
