A HEART THAT BEATS NO MORE
Here I sit with my heart held tightly within the palms of my hand, as the process of all the regrets boil deep beneath the surface of my skin. Setting my soul upon fire without the flame as I blame thyself as my soul, grabs at the very fabric of the me that I once knew before you came into my life and world. For why did loving you more than I love myself create all this madness of insanity, with the stress and anxiety and depression fuel by your distrust and disloyalty and betrayal. How can you stand there and say that you care about me, yet you have destroyed the best part of me for even as I stare, at the image of my own face within the mirror upon the wall. As I stare at the very core of my mere existence within the depth of the darkness, that now surrounds my heart as I held it within my hand dripping wet with my own blood. For why did you make me fall in love with you, when you had no real intentions of truly loving me as I loved you from deep within, the subconsciousness of my mind and the deepness of my heart. But I guess I will never know the real answer to solve that problem, that will just linger deep within the subconsciousness of my mind, touching and pulling at the very core of my heart. But yet what I do know is that my heart will not beat no more, due to the falsehood of loving you unconditionally only to find out that you, never truly did love me as I loved you more than I love myself, which has changed me in ways I never knew before you came into my life and world.