True Love's Broken Heart

"True Love's Broken Heart"
By: J. Leininger

My heart grows weary
It's strength nearly gone.
Diminishing with each breath
As each day passes on.

The sun rising black
The moon with its midnight blue hue.
My mental and emotional state
Found in this celestial view.

The pain running through my heart
Makes a gunshot seem minute.
The burning and stinging through my veins,
Like fire on a tree root.

My mind totally clouded
The inability to think straight.
I only know now what I see and hear
Yet I am forced to wait.

My throat lumping up and sinking.
The loss of my appetite and weight.
Wanting to be alone and secluded
Yet needing my friends to be great.

Even as I write this
I can't help but to picture her face.
To try to clear my head for bed
Only seeing the day she left for her new place.

Something told me on that day
The next time we saw each other
Everything would have changed
And we would no longer be together.

But as with other rocky times we have had
I refused to believe the visions I'd seen.
For at that point we were doing good
And I loved her more than anything.

I truly love her
More than my own life.
Angel in my existence
The one I called my wife.

"The heart runs deep"
A well-known saying.
And I've finally learned
The extent of its meaning.

When will the pain stop?
Nobody can say for sure
But I must move on and
Stop blocking myself from these doors.

Around every turn is a door
Leading to a new path and opportunity.
Now it’s just up to me
To rejoin the rest of the community.