How Much Can This Heart Take Poem by Daniel Wittfoth

Little is said in conversation
when the words you say
are swallowed up within the silence

You turn away
without hesitation and you pretend
that the only one standing in this room is you

What's it worth
when you've exhausted all there is
and wondering if anything can be saved

The what could have beens and might still be
if you take a step back
and open your eyes and take a real hard look

All the time you're thinking
how much more can this heart take
before the taking can't offer anything in return
How much more can this heart take
before it breaks in two
this way it feels as though it could

Throw yourself down on the bed
bury tearfilled eyes in your pillow
swearing to god high above-it's all just a mistake

It didn't start out to be this way
but somehow everything has gone astray
another tear softly slides down your face

Wanting answers to your questions
fearing what the outcome will be
written somewhere between the deciet and lies

All the time you're thinking
how much more can this heart take
before the taking can't offer anything in return
How much more can this heart take
before it breaks in two
this way it feels as though it could...