she will tear you apart

74 2 1
                                    

her fingers burned
as she felt his heart in her hands
she cried so hard
as she squeezed his poor, delicate heart
and the blood ran between her fingers
trickling down her arms
her sobs never stopped
as she tore his heart in two
then threw the remains
at his limp body lying on the floor
he didn't cry, nor did he scream
he just laid there
with a hole in his chest
that will never be filled again

a.l.m

fool | poetryWhere stories live. Discover now