My Heart Poem by Charlie Helms

Have you ever had the feelings where you WANT to throw up just because you think it will make you feel better. Well that's how I feel right now. Just because she saw right through me. She saw my pain, she saw my breaking heart, that is trying to heal but can't. It's Needing Unconditional Love. Which it knows it has felt, but then ripped away from, broken and stabbed at, bleeding non-stop never ending never dieing out. But how, when its choked off from life, how does it continue living? With a pump, a defibrillator, a pace maker, how? It doesn't fit into logical reasoning, logical ways, life doesn't exist when its choked off. Especially when the heart is ripped, stabbed, beated, broken, killed. But yet it still beats, with a rhythmic beat,1,2,1,2,1,2,1,2, constant, yet in pain, in sorrow, in hurt, of lack, lack of love, unconditional love.

(Date: Mon.10/27/2008)
(Time: 2nd Period Acc. Math I)