So...it's JUST your life you toss,

no reason for any fuss,

no cause to speak of loss.

You tried to die,why why why....why?

Go ahead,spit upon my heart,

kick it with your battered love

take your life and thus depart.

No need to struggle anymore

she wounded you so close LIFE'S door

and slam it in my face

where I stand longing for a trace

and praying for the grace........of you.

I once died too,but breathe?I do,

(for those like you,I do).

Go ahead,be dead...give up,

spill your will from its cup

or....share your drops,

share to ease our pain.

let us drink your sorrow's rain

and let the wounded rise again.

Hope and dreams strangle from your

deed

and lost am I

in need of just your smile

how can you pass on by

blind to tears from I?

Was that a heartbeat that I heard?

Once upon a word

once beyond my blue?

That moment when I dared to stand

and streatch my hand

 to you.

Gone.

Dust upon the floor

for

she dosent love you anymore

and that is all..that is all.

Wind ...blow me too to kingdom come

for ,if he goes ,I too am done,

I too.... am DONE.

Footnote.This poem is for an old friend, someone I care for deeply.

He has a broken heart after breaking up with the one he loves.

He has many friends whom care deeply for him but he could only think of his own pain,I am praying he will be strong for those whom love him....those... like me.