Love is violent.
First, they open your heart
And fill you with hallucinations
Of pure joy and love.
Then, they set it on fire with longing
And that fire keeps the darkness away.
Eventually, they stop responding,
And that stops your heart.
Desperate to stop the pain,
You rip it out of your chest
to stop the breathing too.
Oct 11, 2021
Oct 11, 2021 at 11:25 PM UTC
Love is violent.
First, they open your heart
And fill you with hallucinations
Of pure joy and love.
Then, they set it on fire with longing
And that fire keeps the darkness away.
Eventually, they stop responding,
And that stops your heart.
Desperate to stop the pain,
You rip it out of your chest
to stop the breathing too.