She could have asked for my heart,
And I would have ripped it from my chest,
With my own hands, no hesitation,
Letting the blood flow, a smile on my face, unbothered.
She could have asked for my soul,
And I would have torn it from this flesh,
Walking soulless, without care,
Peace in my eyes, no pain to confess.
She could have asked for fate itself,
And I would have severed the strings,
Remaining fateless, forever free,
A warmth in my expression, as time unwinds.
But what she asked for was a promise—
A promise to forever be happy.
A promise so hard, so impossible to keep,
And now, I walk through hell with a smile,
Wanting to share the fire with others.
Enduring the pain, erasing the hatred,
The promise, a gift upon parting,
A vow to never disobey,
No matter how cruel, no matter how haunting.
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 10:20 PM UTC
She could have asked for my heart,
And I would have ripped it from my chest,
With my own hands, no hesitation,
Letting the blood flow, a smile on my face, unbothered.
She could have asked for my soul,
And I would have torn it from this flesh,
Walking soulless, without care,
Peace in my eyes, no pain to confess.
She could have asked for fate itself,
And I would have severed the strings,
Remaining fateless, forever free,
A warmth in my expression, as time unwinds.
But what she asked for was a promise—
A promise to forever be happy.
A promise so hard, so impossible to keep,
And now, I walk through hell with a smile,
Wanting to share the fire with others.
Enduring the pain, erasing the hatred,
The promise, a gift upon parting,
A vow to never disobey,
No matter how cruel, no matter how haunting.
