The Failing Heart

 

 

I need an injection

To fight the infection

From your viral affection

That avoided detection

 

I need some potion

A tonic for the motion

To fight the seasick notion

Drowning in your love’s ocean

 

I need governor’s swift stay

To keep the executioner at bay

To survive to another day

The enchanted game you play

 

I need a great elixir

A toxic heart fixer

To remove the old fixture

And paint a different picture

 

You need to hear the word ‘no’

I won’t be used thus so

But I do not let it show

That I have nowhere else to go

 

In you, I serve no throne

And real love be rarely shown

Yet weary to the bone

It beats the being alone

 

 

 

Comments
16 Responses to “The Failing Heart”
  1. There is a powerful truth behind these words, especially the last line! Well done!

  2. Very well written 😊

  3. Beautiful poem, Brad.
    “In you, I serve no throne
    And real love be rarely shown
    Yet weary to the bone
    It beats the being alone”

  4. Jim Borden says:

    love it! sounds like a rap song. Eminem’s got nothing on you!

  5. kristianw84 says:

    This is beautifully written! I love the rhyme scheme, maybe that challenge was just what you needed. Well done, my friend!

  6. jupitergrant says:

    Very nicely done indeed!

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