Thursday, 28 June 2012

Traumatic Quest: Love or Death

The trauma was severe...

She held his torso, her hands were bloody;
Holding onto his last life.

Watching breathelessly as each drop of blood,
Took away his heart beat...

And as her heart beat,
She could see his his heart leave...

A choice between love and death,
She let go.

This story would not have a happy ending.
Without a heartbeat, yet her hearts tormenting:
If she should let her own heart beat;

Became a relentless question
Recurring in her head...

                                                     Love or death?