*before you read..make sure u realize this is a poem about my heart..not a female**

im tired of hearing her pain and seeing her cry
pouring out her heart..like the rain from the sky
her thunderstorms rage..force emotional tides
tied to the pain..waits for the water to rize
as she hides her secrets..in no1 she confides
lost in her sea..entrapped confused and confined
tryna push herself with no1 by her side..
fighting to live with death chasing behind
tryna pull together when she so unaligned
on the verge of insanity she's losing her mind
looking for a way out..a blessing a sign
looking to the heavens for 1 last lifeline
the beats start slowing..she's closer to dying
she's my hearts drifting away..will she come back in time?