When the words fell from your mouth like water,
My body felt like a desert.
My heart like a wasteland.
Where anytype of positivity was banned.
You couldn't really say that mass of red was beating.
It was more of a devastated throbbing that kept repeating.
My face fell like the Berlin Wall.
From my eyes trickled rainfall.
My tears becoming oceans of great sadness.
Now the wasteland must vanish.
In its place is a war.
In my ears all I can hear is a roar.
Soldiers battling to the death.
My heart just can't take a breath.
Why do you still come knocking at my door?
I haven't made a decision; my mind hasn't finished it's war.
It transforms to no man's land.
The only place you can not stand.
Stop telling me there is something we need to discuss.
Your words can't be heard over the land that lays between us.
I understand what you say.
It's as clear as day.
I took it to heart.
The words tore me apart.
Now I draw on my wrists.
Angel wings poke out of my hips.
The no man's land disappears
And what takes its place is my tears.
There's no more wasteland
Or war.
No more no man's land.
Only empty space and it isn't so grand.
Too much space to think.
All I can do is throw back another drink.
My body is marred with your destructive art.
Oh why did you have to tear apart my heart?
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Shattered Thoughts
PoesíaPoems/lines that have sprouted from my dark broken mind that has been cleaved in half. Feel free the cry... ~~~ RANKING: #1 IN POETRY
