my heart is tucked away
under the floorboards
in the back of your brain.

out of sight,
out of mind.

because you couldn't look me in the eye.

but i still haunt you,
don't i?

do you hear me?
does the sound of me
remind you?
does the guilt follow you?

am I driving you insane?
do i make you want to scream?

are you going to confess your sin?

will you tell anyone of the crime
you know you committed?

is my heart beating loud enough
for you to peel back the floorboards once more,
and find the pieces of me,
torn apart by you?

the sound of mortal terror ringing in thine eyes
the look of death greeting thy eyes, a look so beautiful that it disguises itself as love
the perplexity of its intoxication
entering the bloodstream through the heart
turning crimson blood black, slowly beginning to ****
slowing the beat of the hideous heart
until finally, the poison has overtaken
killing your softly, but all at once