People say they have a broken heart,
when they are betrayed.
But a broken heart isn't a hurting one,
it's one that cannot feel at all.
A pinch, a stab, a punch, a bruise,
a cut, a broken bone.
Anything besides this agonizing apathy.

They're going to be taking my pencil away after this.

With sinking thoughts,
my mind fell
To dark depths where my nightmares dwell.
My body turned and tossed about
my lips parted to give shout,
But no sound came,
my silent scream
of terror where no light could gleam.