Nourishment

Broken hearts aren’t much fun
But haven’t we all had one
Speaking into an empty abyss
Waiting for no one
Speaking in tongues no one understands

Happy hearts are hearts I envy
Speaking clearly to their owners
Spoiled rotten with lust and pleasure
Only a truly pathetic being would never know

Sitting in the corner
Waiting for a knight to save my soul
Gnawing on my own flesh
I have no other way to nurture my stomach and its selfish nature
To feed my heart and its empty caverns

Waiting for a certain someone to take me away
To save me from myself
To fill the abyss of heart and lift me back into society
Where I can then be swept away by the blood of a full heart

No longer in my corner
Gnawing at my flesh
To feed the selfish nature of my stomach
And my heart
They have eaten well and hold onto my ribs with vigor
They are no longer in danger of severing from my abdomen

I have found a someone
A someone to love
To lift me back into society
Then sweep me away with the blood of my full heart




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Interrogation

I have no shame
Only an obsession with self
I am a power case
I am a conceited case
I am an unsolvable case

The detectives have researched me
Have taken me in for testing
To test my boundaries
To bind me with their chains

The life is forced from my short form
Too weak to fight you
Too weak to fight my inner woes
Too ashamed to care

I sit under the lamp
I feel the wetness in my eyes
Beginning to feel the pressure
Beginning to crack under your gaze

I am an alien
You are an earthling
What more is there to say?
I am no longer in your heart.



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