`twas the last beat of hopes fading heart.
Yet try as my fevered mind might,
I could not save her with my poetic art.
I was left standing, a man alone in the night.
Lost and alone with no ray of light,
I walked the darkness and fear.
Hoping to find a ray, a beam so bright.
Yet none came, no one drew near.
So like the walking wounded cry,
I journeyed forth with my heart cold.
Looking up towards the stars in the sky,
I knew that I would carry this burden until I grew old.
I confronted that beauty that she was to me.
Weeping at the thoughts of no hope.
I looked into her eyes that nevermore see.
With My dreams and desires captured by death's rope.
My heart ripped from it's foundations.
In that moment, hopes heartbeat faded and passed.
Tears flowed like rain in consternation.
Drowning me in the light of love that had amassed.
Love which would be there no more.
It drove this strong man to His knees.
Weak with the knowledge of the vacuum I abhore.
Then from my lips escaped, "God, please."
And hopes heart, beat no more.
Copyrighted by Edward Haddock
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