Thursday, June 10, 2010

Tears of the gods



Trust me, you said

So foolishly I did

That was the day I made my first mistake

Let you reach into me

And remove my heart

I didn’t see the knife you held hidden behind your smile

That heart?

It had always belonged to you

Betrayed me long ago it did

And now it has made me into your slave

I had thought I left it in good hands

But now I see

The knife that hovers above it

The hand that grips it oh-so-tight

My heart desperately tries to escape

But your strong grip on it fails to break

It stretches out broken wings

Crushed by your cruel squeeze

And I far away can only see

Helplessly my heart can’t flee

Tighter and tighter, my heart is gripped

Until that strong hold hurts

From afar I witness that

My heart quitens, it surrenders

A smile breaks out across your face

The smile that I used to love to gaze

Coldness fills me as you look down at me

You hold up my heart to let me see

That I no longer have a heart

And you happen to have two

I look down at my empty gaping chest

Smile a bitter smile

And collapse

This time, photos are from me, taken by my handphone. First photo: I cut up a heart of paper, arranged it, and snapped a photo. Second: I drew it, and that's my finger.

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