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Sep 2018
Heart breaking heart broke,
they say write another poem,
as if my emotions are only fodder,
for the father feeling solemn,

so in,
no lines,
contemplate everything,
including suicide,

If I died,
would I go to Heaven,
if a cat has 9 lives,
then does a a man have 7?

All questions,
with no answers to mention,
if the result is an insult,
then it matters not the intention,

an Honorable Mention,
here at this point in the poem,
to all those that told me to go in,
and write a poem about my heart being broke open,

broken,
open,
poems,
omens,

I guess then you must break open to let the light in,

let the light in,
this is an Amazing Adventure called life,
let’s make some memories before the grave takes our energy,
let’s celebrate our life and not wait for any lights,

life in the fast lane,
lost a few good men along the way,
and a few good women to but hey that’s the way it goes,
when you’re living life in the fast lane,

this is all so fckn cliche,
and I don’t know what else to say,
and she left me because I wasn’t strong enough,
to simply speak up and ask her to stay,

fck,
I kept my mouth shut,
then just watched as she walked away,

and now I’m in that type of pain that one can not simply escape,

I’m sorry I’m not sorry I’m late,
but I don’t have a very important date,
other than that one I have with Destiny,
where we meet at the entrance of those Pearly Gates,

great,
just another Heart Break Love Story,
jeez,
tell me something we haven’t heard already,

tired of hearing the sound of breaking hearts,
when I find myself on the Boulevard,
what has become of this empire,
how have we changed so little yet gone so far,

and what will be left of us when we’re done,
and where do we go when there’s no where left to run,
and what will be left of it when it’s done,
when our Empire breaks like a heart attack from being beat like a drum,

Heart breaking heart broke,
they say write another poem,
as if my emotions are only fodder,
for the father feeling solemn,

so in,
no lines,
contemplate everything,
including suicide,

If I died,
would I go to Heaven,
if a cat has 9 lives,
then does a a man have 7?

All questions,
with no answers to mention,
if the result is an insult,
then it matters not the intention,

an Honorable Mention,
here at this point in the poem,
to all those that told me to go in,
and write a poem about my heart being broke open,

broken,
open,
poems,
omens,

I guess then you must break open to let the light in…

∆ LaLux ∆

Instagram: @aaronlalux
Written by
Aaron LaLux  33/M/Hollywood
(33/M/Hollywood)   
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