So here you are
We stand here on these rises.
The rises, have no support but float
They float of the oceans of emotions.
There Crystal clear water
Yet we're here, surrounded by darkness.

For your light cannot stand up to my heart.
For your light begets the vile of my heart.
For your light cannot mend the divide in my heart.

I position my knife
And open my chest
I reach between ribs
And pull out my heart.

My face is downcast,
The pain of my body
Is only an echo
Of the stories told
By the scars on my heart.

Do you see my heart?
Do you need to come closer?
Do you see its redness,
Its fervor for God?
Do you see its greenness,
Its loneliness of man?
Do you see its blackness,
The grudge against you?

Can you feel its darkness?
Its hatred towards you?
Yet I pull it out, in fear that,
If consumed by my darkness
I may not see my heart...
Anymore.