Heart

I want it! He said eagearly

B-but – but you can’t….you can’t have it!

I want it; I wouldn’t be able to walk away without it! I would suffer of many sleepless nights just wishing it was mine.

But this is not for sale. It’s worthless

Please don’t say that! How can you spout such cruel words! Can’t you see how special it is?

Special? It’s all broken, shattered. It’s beyond repair.

Then why don’t you give it to me? I would love to spend as many hours as necessary to fix it and more! Only its company once fixed could surpass the happiness of putting each piece together, the thrill of discovering how each piece falls into place!

But you don’t understand. It’s not that this is priceless, it’s just worthless.

So you should have no problem in handing it over…

And yet, I wouldn’t be able to give it away. It might sound silly, but worthless as it may be, shattered as it may appear, I would feel empty without it.

It’s not silly at all, dear. It’s the only logical thing. It’s not your fault that it’s broken, you never sought such a result, did you.

No…Of course not, she said lowering her head, hiding a run-away tear.

I’ll propose you a deal, a win-win deal. I’ll lend you mine, for you not to suffer from loneliness. In exchange, would you let me fix yours? I know it’s worth it.

But yours is so beautiful! Why would you exchange it for mine, which is so battered?

Because in my eyes, yours is the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen. And you are too.

Isolation

A hundred cars,
A thousand buildings,
A million faces,
And a billion lights.

Yet,
As you walk through
This crowded city,
With so many people
And so many things,
You are always alone.

Demons inside me

I woke up alone in a hospital bed
the morning you died
because when you took your final breath,
you took my heart with you.

The doctors said that I have broken-heart-syndrome
as I hold back a faint cry that is building inside of me
but I desperately fail as your face pictures in my mind,
and I swear that I’ve never missed you this much before
but the thing I miss most about you is your voice.

I remember how every morning you would wake up just to sing to the birds
as you always gracefully danced around in the kitchen,
and you always had a smile as bright as the sun
as your voice sent chills up my spine.
(I remember laying in bed under the covers
just to hear you sing,
and I remember crying myself to sleep at the thought of losing you.)

I remember how when you got sick your voice didn’t have your natural beauty anymore-
instead all it had was a natural pale tone,
and your smile washed away like the rest of you.
I remember how whenever you turned around,
I used to see bones sticking out of your back.
That’s when I realized you weren’t eating anymore,
and I was too late to save you.

The truth is that I never believed in demons before,
but now I realize that I was wrong all along
because you were the demon inside of me.

Forgotten

I’ve forgotten your smile,
That bright, radiant smile,
That would show itself so often,
And when it left,
I’d be begging for it’s return.

I’ve forgotten your eyes,
Those deep, sable eyes,
The ones I got lost in,
The ones you made me look at when we talked,
But I secretly didn’t mind

I’ve forgotten your face,
That beautiful, perfect face,
That one that would haunt my dreams,
That one that told me you didn’t love me anymore,
The one I…still love.

Oh yes,
I’ve definitely forgotten all about you.

Crescendo of a Heart

Love is like a desperate thing,
That tears into the soul without warning,
Leaving the bearer barren,
In a state of unawareness.

And I recall it so beautifully,
Those times when I was able,
To give love and to be loved,
That are now far and few in between

But now these cracks fill me,
With a horror I never thought true.
A macabre of sight and sound,
That has driven me underground.

And you were the one I needed,
The only thing my soul desired…

A Forgotten Mirror

from the highest mountains to the deepest valleys, from the brightest days to the darkest nights, never in all my years have I seen one such as yourself, the eyes that hold a star in each and skin as smooth as the ocean breeze, as long as I am around I will provide truth even if I am cursed never to speak it.

Broken Beauty

She was the prettiest girl
I’ve ever seen
She was breathtaking
her walk, so magic
But it’s over

She was the epitome of freedom
She was so slightly, so purely
She was free and innocent
Amiable and supernatural
Wild and wonderful
Perfect beauty

She was an indescribable woman
Oh, I’ve never seen before
She was unbelievable
Her steps, so flying
But it’s over

She was the epitome of freedom
So slightly, so purely
She was free and innocent
Amiable und supernatural
Wild and wonderful
Perfect beauty

She was never to take
Till the day he came
She was falling in love with him
And he used her blindness
For his own purposes
Oh, he had never loved her
And now, she’s so sad
All elegance is gone
She’s a broken beauty