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 Mar 2013 Brock Kawana
Keva Minus
My heart is malfunctioning and sends blood to my pupils.
Now my heart lacks oxygen and all I see is pain.
And through these blood shot eyes I can’t see a thing.
If I ever love again, I won’t ever love the same.

Have you ever seen oxygen filled, blood red tears?
Have you ever felt pain run down your cheeks?
I cry blood; I cry pain, through all life’s jeers.
Not because I care and not because I’m weak.

I cry blood tears because the hurt is beyond control.
This pain exceeds pain and surpasses hurt.
No I’m not sad, I don’t need to be consoled.
I’m beyond, far far beyond the worst.

Cry cry cry; untill I have no tears left.
Hurt hurt hurt; until I feel no pain.
The water dries, and blood sweats.
I have nothing to lose and nothing to gain.

Heart break, my heart has no ache.
Heart broken, my heart has not been broken.
Heart destroyed, no heart left to shake.
It cannot be repaired, no longer is it open.

As blood tears continue to leak.
I lose all life, all feelings, and all patience.
They see me, but they do not seek.
I’m dead, and that’s an understatement.
By: Keva Minus ©

A reflection of my past hurt.
Sometimes Pain can be so excruciating that you feel lifeless.
It's so intense that it causes you to go numb!
In Line three (3) and four (4) of stanza two(2) I wrote: "I cry blood; I cry pain, through all life’s jeers.
Not because I care and not because I’m weak. I meant that I have cried so many tears that I am no longer weak and I no longer care, my feelings surpasses both words!

Has anyone ever felt dead? I have!
Thank God that someone revived me, now life is but a dream :)
Dream a lucid dream.

Where my attention isn't enough for your ego,
So you have an affair with mine.

Let it feed you with deception.
Because it seems that ignorance is the only thing that'll make you smile.

And when my infatuation becomes a threat to you,
Instead of initiating the game of russian roulette,
you just pick up the gun and shoot.

Taking me out of my misery, since you refuse to keep it company.
Pulling the evolvement from its roots.

When you begin to wonder what sparked your curiosity,
Take a look at the bruises I model
From every time that I've fought to leave.

Recollect the moments of peace and security,
And the incision of a bleeding heart left on your sleeve.

Come to your senses and sense that
I can love you to perfection,
Before you can even recognize what perfection is.

I could fulfill your wildest dream before you even realize where the inception is.

And if you decide to follow the light,
Make sure to remember how it feels.

Cause if the pain never sets in,
Then you'll know it wasn't real.

— The End —