The end part of my vow
#My_end_part_of_the_vow
Me and my heart, made a vow; for better or for worse and sadly, now I'm at my worse. For months on end, I had my doubts, denying every tear, though I'm dying within, still I endure, raise my head upright each day and look into nobody's direction but direction of your heart, for I'm projected only there,
I wish this would be over now; the fighting, arguing, shutting, are blistering to my whole, but I know I still need you in my life. Your love has been unavailable, your heart unattainable, sadly I know why.
Bruise my soul and drift my spirit, the maneuvering and crumbling in my heart, drifts my soul apart, dripping and ebbing hope out of me, my emotions are scattering, my soul damp with pain, from dawn to dusk,
tear me apart as much as you wish, still I will wait, and persevere, for I still want you here, shut my hope, brake my spirit, tow my soul, still I will pick up dimes of my least and walk your way, again and again, for you are my predestination.
Maybe I'm just not enough, enough for you, enough to love you enough, enough to walk with you down the aisle, enough to be your forever.
You made me realize my deepest fear, to doubt with every fiber in my being that are you really what my fate is engraved on, fear I'm a patient losser, human like any other.
You fighting and tearing us apart creates holes in my soul, fear when you realize, there will be nothing left of me to give and share with you, for you would have taken all, dilapidated all.
Fear I'm dying each day, with every bite you take of me. Drag this dying hope to my grave, its alright, at least if I die in you vicinity, at least I would die with honour, that I did my best and kept my end part of the vow, yes my end part of the vow
#Poetic_Ink
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