I didn't notice my heart

stop beating

It stopped for a long time 

I thought I heard the sound of a

Rhythmic drum

Pounding, Pounding, over and over

I thought hearts beats til' your dead

I guess not

I thought heart failures were only if your dying 

or hugely sick

I guess I am.

Sick of love, dying from it.

My heart is like a battery when all the juice goes out,

it's useless now

Just like love. Just like my heart.

(This poem was inspired for the so badly broken hearts- this is to all the people who feel alone or felt left to BE alone by someone they've loved once before. This poem was created around the I was in the position and writing it out helped me. I hope this helps you.)