Broken heart

The calling

What do I live for if you don't love me?
I am bound to this earth by meaningless hate and pain,
Yet the one who can save me will only watch me bleed.

If the raging storms can kill me then do it!
Nature I ask thee to kill me for my love does not return my joy,
She is too caught up with other matters and other men to look upon me
and my feeble attempts to seek her.

My love, if you do know me then why tortures my heart?
I admit my heart has been reduced to shards but I still have one shard
and one is enough to love.
The other shards that remained from when my heart was thrown were give
to the ones I help, the ones I call friends, I once saw you as a friend
and a shoulder of strength but now I can no longer claim that,

I ask nothing of you except that you answer me and save the little hope
I have,
When I look into your eyes I see more than your brown eyes, but I see
your soul and true beauty.
I wish I could be close to that but every time I try, you repel me and
shun my affections,
My life is vastly different to what I am and what I feel,
I try to find who I am but I always come to you and die.
I die at your feet for your eyes are powerful weapons that I have no
defense for.
I go into battle hoping to achieve my general's goal, but always I am
beaten when you eyes batter their deadly poison.

This poison has no relief except to draw its victims to want
more,
If that is your intension of me, please end the suffering now.
For four years have I been given this same attack, and every time I
become worse.

Shall I live on this earth and take this pain for another life?
Or shall I die and be reborn in a new body hoping to find a comforting
voice?
Every time I chose to stay on earth and live another day in hope of
you.
Don't&;#8230;. Just &;#8230;&;#8230; Live &;#8230;..
For&;#8230;Life