The River

It seeps out of my heart,

Rushes along my lifelines

Like an unstoppable river.

Determined to crash over the edge

Creating a deep, abysmal pool;

Drowning me, arms flailing.

The force of it crushes me

Dragging me under, lungs straining

For a breath of fresh air.

Squeezing every last breath,

Clawing away at my life 

With its ice cold fingers.

My heart screams, beating furiously

To rid itself of this terrible load.

Try as it may, it's much too heavy 

For such a tiny form to bear.

Ice creeps in, little by little;

Taking footholds, perhaps forever.

It would take much to break it;

A stronger heart, greater strength

And above all, understanding.

It's a terrible thing, this feeling.

It creates a void, a wide gaping void

That only you, only you, can fill.