As I sit here and I think... <br />and I think here as I sit... <br />I'm troubled by so many thoughts... <br />that I'd just as soon forget. <br /> <br />Why is it that my brain won't listen... <br />hour after hour and day after day. <br />The same thoughts keep rushing at me... <br />and I keep pushing them away. <br /> <br />You're no longer aloud here... <br />I demand you to leave my head. <br />How dare you try to creep inside… <br />and stir up memories that are dead. <br /> <br />Sad that I should feel this way... <br />I never imagined that I could. <br />There's a fine line between love and hate... <br />that before now, I never understood. <br /> <br />WOW...It amazes me how my breath changes, <br />like the shifting winds of a raging storm. <br />One minute I've banned you from every thought, <br />and the next I want you here to keep me warm. <br /> <br />How do I cope with life without my heart… <br />it still beats as if everything is ok. <br />But it's not ok, my heart is broken, <br />and I don't know how to live this way. <br /> <br />Where do I read the rule book... <br />'Surviving life without a heart'... <br />How do I take the first step... <br />where do I begin, how do I start? <br /> <br />I've become desperate to move on, <br />but the pain is all consuming and real. <br />Whoever said heartache doesn't hurt.... <br />hasn't felt all the misery that I feel. <br /> <br />I'm waiting to wake up one morning... <br />to find this hasn't really happened to me. <br />Wake up Shelly you're dreaming... <br />oh what a gift that would be. <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright 2004 Shelly Price <br />All Rights Reserved<br /><br />Shelly Price<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heartache-2/
