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My Heart's Wisper of Agony - LOVE Survive - A Poem
A Desperate Morning
She was awake, lying in bed, she was grasping to breath.
Still she felt her slow breath, her heart beating slowly, her mind was weak.
She grabbed her pillow and pushed it close against her.
Her hands grasping for strenght to hold as she burst into tears.
Her pillow against her face wiping her tears, drying her eyes.
She was sobbing so deep, in despair..
It was early in the morning, a long day to moan.
Her body was weak, her heart, mind and soul full of desperation.
She stood up slowly, walking towards the covered veranda.
She grasped a deep breath and felt the fresh cold air on her chest.
She tried to stay for a while,
Her legs were trembling, she leaned on the armchair.
With all her strenght she sat down on her rocking chair.
She wrapped herself with a wool blanket, kept herself warm.
She laid her back against the rocking chair, with a little pillow on her head.
She dried her eyes with the blanket, her eyes focused on the rising sun
It was coming bright as the sun continued to shine.
She was thinking of the past, today and tomorrow.
Today is the beginning of the past and the start of a new tomorrow.
How she admired the rising sun and the wide ocean,
The never ending horizont.
Would this be her life, like the sun.
When the night comes, it is full of darkness,
The sun will sleep, waiting for another day.
When the day comes, it shines and the day would be bright again.
When the sun don't shine, the rainy days will come.
Like yesterday, today and tomorrow.
She begun to cry though the sunshine smiles.
Is life full of misery and pain?
Will she had that bright day once again?
She wondered why? Her life to be happy just smple as can be.
Instead of giving all the strenght to survive.
To walked all through the thorns with pain and agony.
Her heart was squeezing in pain...
Her heart was lonely and empty..
Why did it have to be that way?
Did she want to survive or gave it all away.
Can she manage the pain and agony...
To live with it day by day.
Is there still hope for a new beginning?
All these thoughts rolled in her mind.
The telephone was ringing, she came back to herself,
She runned to the telephone and heared him saying:
"I am sorry my dear, i want to come back."
Her heart's agony disappeared, she felt cured.
She said, " Whatever happens, we know we love each other, this we have to keep in our hearts to survive."