La Da Dee ✔

h e a r t l e s s

can one really call it a heart?
I don't have a heart
I possess no heart to love you
I possess no heart to hate you

Emotionless.

tampered and collapsing with every person that held it
crushed in their grip when things got tough
the splinters slipping through their fingers,
down to my insides and
puncturing all of me

Numb.

leaving me shattered
and them with a scar or two
blood-covered hands

I suffered
both of us touched by destruction
never to be complete again.

Broken.
Empty.