Poem3

Scattered across the floor
Laying amongst the broken pieces of my heart
You confessed your true feelings
And it was then that I fell apart

They say that I'm cold-hearted
That my core is made of ice
It's just that I've been hurt
And I believe this time makes thrice

Despite what people think
The fact is, black hearts do bleed
Planted within the womb of love
Thriving is the devil's seed

For now
I'll let you believe that I don't care
I'm not yet letting you break my pride
So let's pretend the emotions were never there

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Inhale
Another wasted breath
Exhale
Bringing me only closer to death

Your cold fingers
Tightening around my wrist
Drawing blood to the pale surface
Only you could leave me like this

Laying amongst the pieces of myself
Only to look to the sky
And question this "God"
If I'm already broken, why can't I die?

To have trusted and been fooled
Shoved in the give and take
Still you push me under
Black resnentment the lake

These feelings of being trapped
Dancing on the exhale of a sigh
I know "God' is no longer there
Fuck him and fuck the forsaken sky

Laying on a bed of nails
The helpless prey of my own mind
Tearing my self apart
A slow self-destruct with comming time

Living so long with pain
Without it, I wouldn't know my self
Can you see me anymore
This pain do I dwlef

Inflicted injury upon myself
Created not only by others
Broken and scattered across the floor
Torn and humiliated by previous lovers

Blind surrender
A blindfold across my eyes
I give myself to you
Hide me from my lies

The ink of my soul
Bleeding it's pleas across your hands
Why have you suddenly become so illiterate
Dangling love above me on a strand

Heh..Love...