You see she is incapable of love
She has a simple four chambered heart
Yet she could in no way
Give even four simple pieces of love
Her heart
Is a mere organ
It only beats
Sustaining her body
It spreads blood throughout her body
But in no way could help her spread love
She goes day through day
Feeling her heart beat
Slowly
For the sole purpose of keeping a mere body alive
For her soul is no longer there
It was stolen from her
And now every day is a grey painting
Where rain falls in spades
From the sky
From her eyes
And now every day is a red sky
Where blood oozes
From the sunset
From her wrist
You see she can not love
For she so long was hate
She says not a word
Especially of love
Yet her silence is an outcry
Her eyes
Saying:
I have enjoyed corruption, hate, sadness. I thrived in it. Basked myself in it. Ruled it, destroyed myself with it. Made myself arrogant, to hurt myself. To hurt others. And I loved it. I liked making myself into nothing. I loved it. Breathed it. I breathed death. I reveled in the cold satisfaction of ruining others. Of ruining myself.
And she has a smirk playing on her lips
A glint in her eye
You see she is incapable of love
Don't you see?
For all she sees
Is what she was
What she had done
And she can't move past it
It replays over and over in her head
Like a broken record
She is a broken record
Tossed in the trash
She is broken
Her legs broken
Not being able to carry her forward
Her arms broken
Not being able to stop the knives from sliding against her skin
Her mind broken
Not being able to create a conscience
Her heart
Not being able to love
Her heart is a withered rose
Every day crumbling and falling
Piece by piece
You see she is incapable of love
Long ago she was full of it
She had love to give
And it was a love that was cherished
For she had the capacity to love like few others
But it faded
When her heart was slowly erased
And a new one came
But it was filled with malice
Three voices filled it to be that way
They worked silently
She thought she was doing something good for herself
That she was protecting her heart
Her love
These voices hid their true intentions
Just like during the day
They hid
And during the dark they would come out
And make it dark on the inside
She thought she was protecting herself
She built walls around her heart
And one day she unlocked the doors
And found nothing
You see she is incapable of love
She holds no love in her body
She spends her days
Scared of the dark
Not being able to sleep at night
Wasting her days away
Not liking to leave the closet or doors open
For fear they might get in again
She has an immense fear
And irrational one she calls it
For they took her love
And her soul
What more is there to take?
You see she is incapable of love
February. 25. 2018
