Capable

Trying to figure out
what I did wrong
as I watched the blood
dripping from his heart.
I'm going through this phase,
pretending to know why
I must live just
a little bit longer.
Thrilling, chilling.
Thinking forever thoughts,
this is a fight
I simply cannot win.
The moment lasts forever
and I continuously wonder
whether I am still capable
of loving you...

Author's Note

I always seem to wonder if I am still capable of loving you...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

When need and love died. Can't be rebirth.
"and I continuously wonder
whether I am still capable
of loving you..."
Love is a gift that need tenderness and steady attention. Or can be forgotten. I enjoyed this poem. You made me think this early morning. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[JD Hyde]

This is eerie,
The blood....