Written by
Hara Prasad Juvvala
on
on
A Heart's Suicide
I woke up to a bird’s song
on a beautiful day
to bright sunshine
Yet I felt nothing
Nothing in my heart
No joy, no elation
My heart, it had quietly died
While I slept, it committed suicide
And left behind a note
A note that said
I am sorry, but I had to go
You shared me with no one
You kept me closed
Out of fear of being broken
I may not be broken
Yet I cannot live
Filled with love
That you do not give
You shared no love
You shared no feeling
You give me no reason
To live and keep beating
You do not need me
I cannot live unneeded
You do not hear me
I cannot live unheeded