If I could make my heart stop
I certainly would.
I can say I tried
An end to a dream
A dream that was never more than a dream
and as I walked away to laughter
a part of my heart died
the tempest of my heart
My heart is a raging storm
calmed for a moment
by the warming sun
only to have the heat
generate a hurricane
Can I just say I quit
Am I strong enough to deny something I want so badly
I can taste it, feel it, dream it
A dream that was never more than a dream
my heart makes me stay
and feel it
feel it
What do I do?
What should I feel?
Should I simply bend and kneel
I am the one
that is flawed
I am the one
that is damaged
I can't make my heart stop
If I could
I would
So pain is what I get
pain is what I deserve.
If goodbye is forever
I am glad I won't live forever
for my heart loved
and my heart now has a hole
How can it be filled?
When I didn't fill it in the first place
My words are as chaotic
as my feelings
I could have been the best
I would have been the best.
But I am not worthy
Never worthy
of something that could bring me happiness.
Did I sew this?
Was I just fooling myself?

excellent write!