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1.1k · Sep 2014
Effort
Heav Sep 2014
I crushed my heart against a blank page.
And I watched as the bare white of the page disappeared
behind the thick layer of maroon I smeared.
I composed a symphony
that consisted of every sound that had ever resurrected a grim memory.

I sought solace in pain, it was the only constant I had ever known.
I had intended to perform this song for her.
I had hoped that she would find comfort in my pain
the way I found comfort in her rapid heart beat.
So I silently chanted what I had prepared while neatly folding the sheet.
I am sure every fold is symmetrical, just before stuffing it into my pocket.

Our eyes met and my insides collapsed as she stared into me.
I fumbled to grasp my confessions.
But once I held the creased sheet before her, stabbing me with silence
she swiftly made her way to a desk and burrowed her head in her arms.

Immediatly after lifting her head she began to scribble furiously.  
Her pen bled onto the paper
and
I watched her mind melt onto the page.
How effortless I thought.
1.0k · Apr 2015
Beautiful
Heav Apr 2015
I was once a body of water
There were worlds of life within me
I was deep
I was clear
I was iridescent
And I was beautiful.
442 · Jul 2014
The Fury Inside.
Heav Jul 2014
I was looking around like a child
like a lost child
Desperately seeking a face as worn as my own
Eyes just as sunken
deep
within their sockets
Crouched in a corner
hidden
a body just as beaten
down
Find me
A heart just as wild
Unlike a child
I did not seek guidance
I was never really hidden
only hiding
Hoping someone would take control
because there are things i cannot(control)
My skin crawls, I'm restless
But do not pity me.
Take me.
Pin me down.
Pierce nails into my hands and feet
Keep me from floating away
Again
I was hoping someone would take control
of what grows inside of me
431 · Aug 2014
Over
Heav Aug 2014
I could not breathe
as the sharpness in her breath tore
through my skin
She cupped my face, hands as tired as she
was.

Upon feeling her rough
callused palms against my cheek,
I knew I could never be safe
outside of her strong hands
caging my face.

Her smile was weak, but it was all she could muster
the assurance was in the vigor of her attempt
And as I grew closer to an absence of consciousness
It became harder
for her to hold her tongue.

Like barbed wire, I wore her words
I wore her words around my throat
Around my neck with pride
And she allowed me
to bleed all
over.
304 · Aug 2014
Untitled
Heav Aug 2014
I haven't been hungry for weeks
but you are all I have craved
since I last saw you smile.

— The End —