Heartbreak

My heart is breaking 

shaking 

its earth quaking deliberating this

 Fate I'm facing 

there's no space in

 my soul for the taste it 

leaves in my pores 

wanting more from my core. 

I've locked the door but my fears are sprawled on the floor

 it's four and I'm awake with heart ache for pains sake it's all I can take not to cry 

or die 

or try 

to run away 

to the future 

to the day when this has all gone another way, 

when there's nothing to say and peace is in play. 

But alas I'm stuck in the past, this feeling can't last but the present holds fast,

 I'm within pains grasp

 drowning in a river of air 

coddled by despair, 

the treatments impaired

its not all that fair.

 I'm trapped in its lair,

 caged by the page of  age upon me, 

I'm sorry that  I'm not strongly persisting in the midst of the army, 

I've lost my wits to the kiss 

of depression. Dancing lightly in succession with repression.

 Albeit  I've learned a lesson, one cannot lessen 

their own hurt with mere confessions

 of gratitude for their worldly possessions,

 sometimes it takes profession in universal faith, 

acceptance in your mistakes 

and letting yourself feel the heartbreak.