Cracked glass on the dusty ground;
Death and bone,
I stand alone to contemplate a splintered reflection,
A patchwork heart bursting at the seams
Is numb, has gone, has forgotten how to be.
Love; I etch this word in the earth,
Terrible love, my burden, my curse
It haunts me; it taunts me,
In agony I engaged it
Forbade it bid me farewell;
Do not plunge me into that dreadful hell.
How I hated it, how I hate you
Love, now that you have left
Dry eyes and sex
Struggle to recall desire.
I feel a fire
Flickering, fading, embers trading
Emotion for thought
That finds no logic in all those battles I fought.
Like a candle
I melt all that I felt.
Smudge wax on my face
Now a barren place,
To brandish this skull without a soul,
Whispering that it all went too far,
Delved in too deep,
And now there's nothing left of me.
The whispers of pity and wails of misery
Gorge on my pale shadow and he
Tangles my hair, lays my skeleton there,
Beside a box of letters and a pool of wax
The word love hastily carved