i am lost in a land of shattered hearts
blood spilling across fresh grown grass
not cut, not severed
as the hearts above it lay
surrounded by reflections of their own suffering
i tumble down onto the gate
with only the touch of one other around me
but shattered hearts remain alone
one of us is temporary
so when i look up and see my enemy
the darkness to my light
the light to my darkness
at the face i loathe
as the sweat of our battle slips off our faces and onto the green
leaving me to rot in this land of despair
dropping me off to strike holes through my chest
because i was a fool to think
that while he was
the darkness to my light
the light to my darkness
i was not the light to his
he sets me down onto this illusion of life
this encasing feeling of ice
and even if he lit every match in my blood
i did nothing
i was nothing
left alone in this land of shattered hearts
if only i wasn't left to the vulnerability
the simplicity of knowing
that i could've been his flame too
