#heartscreams

in my memory, bad things remained.

And yes.

Yes,

Oh, vacant chest of mine!

I stole that beating thing as a sign.

Closed my ears from your whine

And offered him my valentine.

I heard your whisper, so it echoes

You were warning me I suppose.

Still my feelings I impose

That him over you I chose.

His smiles made everything shine

Except in this dark and vacant chest of mine.

In his love do not decline

Just be still and it’ll be fine!

But I stood there in my horror!

I could not find even a little valor

Eyes filled with terror

Everything wrecked by tremor.

I just saw that beating thing

In his hand he crushed while grinning!

This vacant chest was begging

But he continued what he was doing!

Oh, vacant chest of mine, I know!

I was a fool to believe the show

There, I caused you sorrow

Now, you have to reap what I sow.

Oh, vacant chest of mine!

So dark and gloomy you design

Have no single idea how to refine

Words are blurred and silence is loud

Heart pounds and chest is bruised

Hard grip on tears cut loose and poured

Pain takes control and knows no bound