The Blade of Thruth

Why did they cast you to my earth?
what purpose can you serve
here other theSE tears of sorrow?
Laughing behind my back, running from
the pack of man you must join
if you want to get back on track.

The wolfs are chasing you through
the snowy forest for digging their holes
for them. The holes you call their
graves are shallow. You ruthless
woman! I wish I could leave you,
taking away everything I love and hold dear.
My soul is still here, and my heart is fearful that
he is next. Weaping in my four cornered room again.

I see you walking
towards me through the darkness
of my soul. Creeping slower and slower.
So slow I can barely see you. My heart is
beating so fast in fear, it's off
the richter scale. My soul is standing
infront of my heartin protection and fear.
Taking care of each other. Your standing
eye to eye with me, and I can't breathe.

Your a horrible person, with
that blade. Your killing me,
faster and faster my heart bleeds.
The knife through my heart aches
to bad it belongs to What's-her-face.

Infection

Walking through the
darkness I trip over the trash
bin that has my bloody
heart thrown in it. I pull out my
heart and pull off all the forgotten dreams.
It beats in my hand so slow and it's
light is dim. I weap and look around.
I pick up the knife and cut open
my flesh where my heart should be.

The pain is unforgetable, and that
star is unforgivable. She's trying to
fly high above everyone else
but it just won't work. She's going
to be eaten by worms in her thrity foot
fall to death. I'm watching her fall off the cliff,
not even she survived the rocks at the bottom.
The sea is bottomless and the fish are sinking into it.

Where will we go from here? My heart
is now sewn back together. My heart and
soul are over
joyed but my body is infected.
I forgot to take off
some of those forgotten dreams.
Now what will I do? I'm standing on the cliff,
is this what it has come to? I don't want to drown
and I don't want to fly. I'm lazy and that's my
greatest flaw. My mind is soar from the blow
to the head, he's making no sence and I'm happy
becasue not even he is perfect.