Soon

soon my girl when the pain
is unbearable
when your heart says
i won't beat anymore
i can't stand this
misery of being left alone
in the quagmire of
your indifference

soon my girl when the night
is dark and crowded with
its thoughts and
cares

soon when the burden
seems to be heavier than the
nine planets

the force is laid upon your shoulders
and head
and so you must kneel to receive all these

in the name of God and all the saints
and all the souls

it is not you who can save yourself
anymore.

Bow and say God Help me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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