broken broken

I run too far.
I'm left breathless
much farther than i've
been before.

it's a strange yet quiet
isle that is calm
but brooding, underneath.
the current and undertow
that drag and pull and
entice us to play on the
ocean floor. we succumb
we become
gravity
as we drift down down
to the bottom..

farther than we've come
before.

when will the day come?
the day the stopping just
doesn't have to happen.

stopsigns and stoplights
a thing of the distant past
your face in my hands
only my future.

you'll amputate my heart
in the wee hours of
the cruel morning,
you'll tear it right apart.
and the tears will float your
canoe and send you
drifting over the useless
dam. you'll amputate my heart
you'll cut through the armor
and the metal shields

what was given will
be lost. i say goodbye
to my love.
i say goodbye,
but my love my love
carried in your hands,
cannot be lost
when it is locked in my/your
broken broken heart.