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Save Me From His Heart

I cross my eyes
and hold my sides.

To keep from falling apart.
Will you come and save me from his heart?

Although I love him,
and he loves me,
the bruses will disagree.

The blues and purples cover my skin,

I cant look up into your face.

Skin so soft, eyes so bright,
and your hair feels like lace.

I know you'll save me with all your might.

But when will you see,
that he will still get me.

My body shakes, and I fall to the ground.

You life me up and hold me tight,
I'm afraid to make a sound.

I bite my lip,
making it bleed.

My eyes go red and the tears run down my cheek.

We sit at the peek,
of this horror,
you protect me more than before.

He comes again.

Eyes blazing like fire,
one punch to ribs and I fall.

You run to my side and turn to him.

You no longer care if he is your friend, your brother.

The gun hidden by your clothes,
is exsposed and in your hand.

You pray to your mother.

In heaven she looks down at you and cries.

Your brother, your friend, all he told were lies.

The ice cold trigger is pulled,
the bullet hits.

Its to late,
my breath runs short,
and I fall back to the cold, wet ground.

No sound.

Now you are standing above my grave,
you and your brother.

Just the rain,
you can't handle the pain.

Thats same damn gun,
in your hand.

It shines in your eyes.

Don't do it.

Please, for me?

You hold it to your head,
nothing was said.

The click and the bang,
God's hand lies in yours.

Your head hangs while you sob.
the blood pures,
out of your body and onto the floor.

No smiles, no laughter.

Now your body is broken and sore.

This isn't what we wanted,
not your mother,
not your brother,
not me.

We hug in heaven,
the second chance to live our lives.

To fix what happened,
We don't diserve it.

Lets go back in time,
before this mess.

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This was just a poem(?) that I thought up last night but the more I got into it, the wheels in my head started turning and its going to become a story. So that means that Do You See is going to be discondtinued. But the problem with this is I have no idea what band I should use. Any suggestions? I hope you all have a great Labor Day weekend, I'm going camping up at Willow Flats Idaho with my family. My whole family; aunts, uncles, cousins, and my oma (grandma). And thats where I'll be writing this. I hope you liked it.

Please comment! That way I'll know if I should actually write about it.

Dear Diary will be posted Monday night, and TBOTB is going to be posted Tuesday or Wednusday.