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
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
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
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