Death

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I can't breathe.
I try hard,
But I fail.
I follow
All the rules;
I still lose.
I am free;
But in life.
In all love,
I am caught.
Wrestling hard,
Against pain
And sorrow.
People see
Just the smile
And the love;
But the tears
The tears, tears,
Are all lost,
In silence.
No one sees
(Or chooses
To see) them.
I shudder
To wonder:
If all life
Is this way…
Or maybe,
Some morning
Will bring peace
With the love,
And all life
Will quiet.
But I think
That then is
Death.

A Life Lesson

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I have heard many I love yous,
I have given up so much time,
In believing each emotion
No worthier than this rhyme.

I’ve partaken of promises
That were broken, one by one;
Some were quelled in one fell sweep,
Robbing pain from some slower fun.

I have climbed each and every step,
That love has made me take;
I have trusted this foolish heart,
That love has helped me break.

I try damn hard to learn lessons,
That life has proved to be true:
I try hard to hear what they say,
But believe in just what they do.

Until I Die

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I have loved. I thought love was forever;
But all vows have a lease on the heart.
It seems it’s love that life does sever
After all, it’s until death do you part.

I have no compunctions anymore –
There are conditions to love life makes.
The mark of years must always implore,
Yet deepen the pain of all heart breaks.

I thought I was careful, sure and wise;
But there are factors I’ve failed to view:
Fathers and mothers, husbands and wives,
Each comes with his or her karmic due.

So, it’s just when I turn to tell you
Of how I ache and why I sigh,
You say, sure, you will always be true,
Up until the very day I die.