I can feel you fading away ,
from every pore of my body you existence
is sweating out ,
leaving me anew .

I can feel my heart ,
healing itself ,
only peace now must reside inside.

I can feel things changing
for a better future ,
For me to start living again and for me to fall in love
Once again.

Sometimes I can't write
because it's too much of a fight
these words are so hard to hold on ,
now , my story must be told .

So I push myself of the edge
Survival is what I pledge .

I keep on writing until I bleed ,
that's how my demons get feed .

A new poem every day ,
Because I feel my heart
" Has so much to say "

Maybe I expected too much out of love ,
Maybe I never truly understood what love is ,
Maybe I was so overwhelmed that I started to
believe blindly about it's existence ,
like one believes in God !
no one knows he exists but yet they can feel him near .

Feel my love,
feel my pain ,
feel me .

Feel my anger ,
feel my sadness ,
feel me .

Feel my screams ,
feel my cries,
feel me .

Feel my skin ,
feel my wounds ,
feel me .

Feel
feel and just
feel me .

I should have -
kissed you a moment longer ,
hugged you with some more warmth ,
talked with you minute longer,
complimented you on how beautiful you are ,
read the poem which I wrote for you and
told you how scared I was of losing you ,
but I didn't while I still had a chance
and now it's too late .

It's too late now
to fix things which we ignored thinking will get eventually fixed all by themselves, maybe we should have acted earlier or maybe we should have cared some more ,
but all these maybe's are now nothing more than a false comfort providing words and now I understand that it was only our fault  we let it become a dying heartbeat -
one which just fades and fades !

*** is a way that
connects two people in a way ,
they have never
experienced before.