She was rich in spirit,
but he had broke intentions
And his heart, a runaway lost in the woods-
couldn't afford the rent.
Piece by piece he tried
digging into her mine
And most days the sun shined
as long as the diamonds did.
But as time passed I saw
with my own eyes, how he ran
Away from himself
Eyes dimmed by the loss
of the jewel he couldn't buy.
Reminiscent hues bounced off sapphires
and still, could not depict his blue.
I despised him for running
from the pain left behind-
the pain that led him
to run
Yet I couldn't ignore the presence of empathy
When he showed me
an image of a heart, emerging from the woods...
It was diamonds
dancing around a broken heart.
The moon couldn't illuminate
the shadows in his eyes
As he realised too late that night,
too late this life
that he-
was too broke to love her.
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
She was rich in spirit,
but he had broke intentions
And his heart, a runaway lost in the woods-
couldn't afford the rent.
Piece by piece he tried
digging into her mine
And most days the sun shined
as long as the diamonds did.
But as time passed I saw
with my own eyes, how he ran
Away from himself
Eyes dimmed by the loss
of the jewel he couldn't buy.
Reminiscent hues bounced off sapphires
and still, could not depict his blue.
I despised him for running
from the pain left behind-
the pain that led him
to run
Yet I couldn't ignore the presence of empathy
When he showed me
an image of a heart, emerging from the woods...
It was diamonds
dancing around a broken heart.
The moon couldn't illuminate
the shadows in his eyes
As he realised too late that night,
too late this life
that he-
was too broke to love her.
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