Last breaths of a pounding heart

This feeling inside of me is horrible,
The very opposite of adorable.
It grows as each day passes by,
Trying my very best to deny...

My last hinges have faded away,
The very few that took my dismay.
Abandoned... the pain grew and grew,
Until the time for death was due...

Scared, lonely, the shaking hand,
Held the knife that I command.
The last breaths of the heart,
Pounding... slowly fading apart...