The Hearts Last Breath

I feel like the cold, cold rain,
falling down, as if in pain.
I felt the spell that held my breath,
bending me down to a living death.
I heard the words that she said,
but they’re lost in trees moaning overhead.

The searing pain seems here to stay,
Not even time has taken it away.
Tears start falling from my eyes,
These feelings I’m starting to despise.
I felt death strike chill and cold;
these feelings are getting to heavy to hold.

As I reach the mountain side,
I take a breath and swallow my pride.
The jagged rocks far below,
Call my name, to say hello.
Leap of faith? Is it true?
One last thrill before I’m through?
The sudden calm of the air,
Hopefully god will be fair.
As the last tear, falls from my eyes,
the heart beats once more, Then dies.