Hello there
Did you miss me?
It's been a while, darling.
Since we last meet
Did you miss it?
The tears
words
cry for help
The pitiful glassy eyes
Red puffed face
Sobbing
Heart wrenching mess?
Ha. Did you?
She was
weak
worthless
manipulative
monstrous
dramatic
overflowing
mess
Now look what you've gone and done.
At least she's not
swinging
dried tears
bruised
bloody
shattered glas
shattered soul-
less of a girl than a demon
No she never got her romanticized ending.
She
suffered
burned up
suffocated
crushed so far into a corner she was left broken and
silent
No one ever knew. They saw that
smile
laughter
thumbs up
Not the
skillful deceiver
liar
whore
That nothingness behind her eyes
"It's nothing" he said as he walked away
Away and
out
out of her life
simply gone.
leaving the mistress with
a hole
no he made sure to smash it like unwanted evidence
on his way out last night
But these nights
they belong to me
Me and my
emotionless
monotone
impartial
tired-
So tired and yet
no sleep
no food either.
better drink up that water
before she goes dry
dry as muscle deteriorates and
She begins to count the ribs- not enough
not enough for satisfaction
She wonders.
What life would be
How he is
and yet guilt
guilt
shame
Disgust
Ah and as eyelids droop
And hopes droop farther
drops her into an endless hell
She must go.
Even empty shells need sleep.
YOU ARE READING
The Tale Of The Girl With No Heart
Poetry"The girl sat alone, the girl with no heart. She stared blankly at the others, wondering what it was like to be happy, to have a heart. But she knew deep inside, that the pain would be all she could feel, forever and forever more, she would be alo...
