The Beginning of the End
Can you hear that sound? Or the lack thereof?
Its my heart coming to a stop, as it recognizes what lies ahead.
Its the initial prick that becomes a fine line that gives way to a rip
In the wall of my heart.
A small unmistakeable poke, the crack that weakens the dam.
My emotions, my love, my very being starts to leak
Eventually it gushes, leaving me next to empty.
All of it poured out chasing after you
As you walked away.
Copyright © 2009 Natasha Guy
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