Heidi Fiore

Becoming a REAL Christian is basically like being a recovering addict.
Your addiction being all sin, and your relapses being often,
But you continue to struggle through
In part, because you know it's the right thing to do.
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My heart beats so fast it makes me dizzy
I feel my pulse in every inch of my body
Ears, toes; even my teeth pulsate
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What is a ‘good death'?

Some would say that there is no good in death,
And those would be the ones who imagine themselves immortal.
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Hello, Death
Why are you feared so?
Why is it that those who live,
Look so earnestly to avoid you.
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It must be nice, being a frog on the side of the road.
At least you are more appealing than a toad.
You sit in the grass that matches your jade scales
It seems as though flies fly to you, compelled
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Illness and despair flow over me
They feel like a molten sea.
I'll never say these words aloud,
So I am left to be engulfed in their cloud
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As the Autumnal breezes whipped our faces
The smell of cinnamon spice filled the spaces.
Leaves fell all around us
As we harvested fruits and nuts.
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Two planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York City
A Third went to the Pentagon
Another in Pennsylvania
I was nine.
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Here I present to
everyone who perhaps
is doubtful and
denies the possibility of love.
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Once upon a time,
When the world seemed so new,
And all there was, was me and you,
You took me by the hand,
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My own words just don’t work
They escape, they fail
There is no way to explain,
To make you understand
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Please Stay,
It doesn’t have to be for long,
But I know that I am not strong
Enough to watch you walk away.
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There’s nothing you could say or do,
That would ever make me no longer want you.
No matter what, I’m hooked on you,
Like, I’m on a drug or a spell,
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I’m loved, its true,
But it doesn’t matter when I’m with you.
My family is great,
But can’t appreciate the way I feel
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Do not worry for me
These scars are only scars
This flesh is just flesh
In time I’ll be fine
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Wow. So this is what it feels like to have a broken heart
I can feel it, its still there, beating that pathetic rhythm of its
That constant pounding: a continual reminder that life goes on
But at this moment, why should life go on?
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I love him.
He’s strong, he’s beautiful, he understands me.
I lie awake at nights, thinking of him.
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When I was a girl I fell in love,
I fell in love so hard it hurt;
It really was the worst.
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