Headstrong


versus


Heart-song


waging war upon my senses


What I want

and what I need

A battle of great proportions


Almost as though I had you in my grasp


I lost it


Almost just as fast


The weapons used

hand made and raw

the most brutal of devices

most painful of them all.


None will survive


the blood will stain my skin

I am forever trapped inside


my walls


no longer thin.


With one last option

The destroyed lifeforce reacts


A last ditch effort

There is no turning back


Saliva dripping from my lips

Brain rendered useless by the heart broken battleships


The end of pains


An empty vessel

A heartless soul

A mindless body

all that remains