I threw my heart port side

I didn't want it anymore

I watched it sink

so 

         deep
              
                     down 

                                 and 
     
                                            now:

It is an orphanage for shipwrecks

It is a home in the dark

When it thinks no one can see

It bleeds


I feel it bleed


Hearts are supposed to be light

But mines made of iron 

And sunken fathoms