My love is dead,
My love has gone,
A crater in its place,
A once red heart,
Now black as night,
In its frozen place.
Stabbed, shot, tortured,
I didn't make it,
Electric, sharp, chained,
I couldn't make it,
Destiny, fate, chosen,
In good time,
Fury, anger, rage,
Until we meet again.
My love is dead,
My love has gone,
A crater in its place,
A once red heart,
Now black as night,
In its frozen place.
In its frozen place,
A black abyss,
Killed the heart,
Kept the shell,
Tortured the brain,
In mental abuse,
Because if heartache was physical,
He would be fine,
With a red heart,
In a warm, cozy place.
But now thanks to destiny,
Is a now frozen place.
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Poems
PoetryPoems based of ideas/ random thoughts, can be depressing so to say but eh think happy thoughts