My Heart

My heart, a red part of my main being…so strong yet so fragile, it carries all the extra load I take off my mind….and damn its full and still holding on, sometimes I try to get the load off me but its hurts more when I try to; it’s like removing a human sized tumor of the chest….what a heart I got; full of self-doubt, disbelieve and fading views, I appeal to it to get me on track and it tell me” if am crooked like this how can I save you…am looking up to you to set me straight”…and this becomes my cycle of fading views…unpredictable distrust…am feeling so high on the heart drug..##**…blurring visions, unrealistic emptiness, what a heart I got; sometimes you fall in love with the wrong things, maybe that’s why I fell for her …, and we had to share the pain because I couldn’t watch you tear yourself apart sadly I couldn’t handle it too; had to die with you; now we both dead maybe we will come back again and probably die all over again and you will do so knowing I’ll always be with you; my heart.