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My heart stopped as I gasped for air At first silence... Followed by an uncontrolled cry It must have been torcher for thoughs who heard the cry They know to... That there's nothing anyone can do Rip out my heart, please I can't take the pain inside of me What should I do when there's nothing I can do I'll hold it in, so I can think I know there has to be something..... There's has to be I prayed like I do every day, but today when I prayed... I prayed questioning God... I prayed asking why, instead of being greatful I prayed for strength for many but most for her This poem speaks of my pain And without words my deepest fear But this poems not mine Because I could never love, or cry out for me like I did for her As I write I hold myself from from weeping I write with a lump in my throat and a pain stricken heart A mask of strength on my face and so many words inside Help me... help her please... And as I write I still can't believe... And as I write I'm strong I hold back most of my tears... and put an end to this poem...
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
~ Help Me Please ~
My heart stopped as I gasped for air At first silence... Followed by an uncontrolled cry It must have been torcher for thoughs who heard the cry They know to... That there's nothing anyone can do Rip out my heart, please I can't take the pain inside of me What should I do when there's nothing I can do I'll hold it in, so I can think I know there has to be something..... There's has to be I prayed like I do every day, but today when I prayed... I prayed questioning God... I prayed asking why, instead of being greatful I prayed for strength for many but most for her This poem speaks of my pain And without words my deepest fear But this poems not mine Because I could never love, or cry out for me like I did for her As I write I hold myself from from weeping I write with a lump in my throat and a pain stricken heart A mask of strength on my face and so many words inside Help me... help her please... And as I write I still can't believe... And as I write I'm strong I hold back most of my tears... and put an end to this poem...
I found few words for what were going though tight now. Especially because to write the situation would be much more painful to write and my minds so cluttered.
#love#helpless#broken#pain#faith
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
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