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Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #2048662
A twisted little poem about my heart not beating, not fighting, fine with the fate lent.

-This Beat Be Departed-
by Keaton Foster

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Thy heart
Silent
This beat
Be departed
Maybe
In a way
It will be
Restarted
Shocked
Back into
Existing
Given
A swift kick
Back into
Beating
Right now
Presently
It is silent
Nothing
Not a beat
Not a thump
Just
Nothingness
But
I’m not dead
Not just yet
I’m alive
Looking up
As people
Scramble around
Their lips
Are moving
But no words
Are coming out
They are pointing
To and fro
They are panicked
Clearly
Far more than I
I can feel
Everything really
Crisp and clear
They are beating
Upon my chest
Slamming me
With their fist
Reading their lips
I swear
They are saying
Live God dammit
I’m sure that God
Is nowhere near
My calloused heart
Remains unimpressed
With the severity
Of their wasted efforts
This beat
Be departed
Not to be restarted
It won’t stand
For another second
Of such an existence
To it I can relate
Because really
What choice
Do I have
Absolutely none
I was feeling ill
Quite sick
Of it all
Long before
I fell right here
And frankly
I won’t care
If I
Never again stand
Thy heart
Stopped beating
And I
Failed at living
The next step
Is of course death
Non existence
As they fight
To save me
I slip away
Further
From myself
And all of them
This beat
Be departed…


This Beat Be Departed
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015.

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