the queen of hearts is heartless
the queen of hearts is dying
never getting the space to breathe
suffocated, all the time.
wishing she was the queen of hearts only in the cards
so that it would all come to an end real soon
after every span, a new pack would arrive
so that she could peacefully end her life.
everyone's eye catcher
her curse of being blessed with the crown remained
her purity thatched
her innocence, preserved.
never felt love for anyone
everyone could be bought
but damn, this time she didn't fight
embracing the dark knight.
no, it wasn't anyone else
it was her
she was the knight in shining armour
finally quitting all the drama.
the once doe eyes, now turned siren
those once dilated pupils, now shrinked
the soft girl, now a dangerous woman
capable enough to kill a human.
her adorers now afraid
warning their children about her
any time she could come and end the night
she finally became the monster.
people say she is bad at heart
but little do they know
the queen of hearts is heartless.
YOU ARE READING
tears on my scars.
Poetrypoetry from the times when i feel dead and alive. i hear the shadows whispering, i feel the inaudible trembling, unwilling to believe, too true to disbelief. -aish
