Lost soul
Awaking from the anesthetic
An operation with no pain killer
Open heart surgery
For my heart and soul has been
Given to another
Yet tossed aside unwanted
Actions and words have no effect
Salvation thrown into the wind
Lost my soul
Wonders the land obliterated
And brittle,
Shattered with jagged wounds
Cradling my thoughts
Moaning in the fetal position
And smiling at the world
Yet gyrating out of control
Tingles dance down my spine
It is numbing, relentless, and unbearable
An abandoned heart left to inherit the wind
Granite façade with melancholy eyes
The embodiment of affliction
6 comments:
depressing
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catching teardrops in my hand. . . heart is drenched in wine
PICKLED HUH
Drenched in Thought!
Hmmmmmmm!
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