Places

Places

There is a need to bleed the sun black, just to escape this heart-shaped place.

I have never longed so achingly, wishing for stars to disintegrate; To collide into bewildered eyes, wasting away disillusioned days.

Had I a soul, I'd destroy it, like the wind melts this loathsome sky.

Destroy the beauty.

Encase it in the filth lining my lonesome heart.
That heart, that only longs for the destruction of horrid stars illuminating your accusing eyes.

 
Bleed out all desire and escape back to this heart-shaped place.

I only pray you let me witness my beautiful, final destruction.

Empty this heart.

Rid me of all that you believed, of all you found sympathetic.

I wish to lie here in this heart.
And witness the supernova of waste and the destruction of starlight dreams you held in your beautifully tailored web.

Just let me lie here unafraid, in this place.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Caradoc]

Damn. It's like you took what I was feeling not too long ago and put it into words. Very powerful and full of emotion.

I especially like the quiet plea at the end for peace. Before long I think a quiet place of peace is something everyone wants.

Well written.

-Caradoc

[Sami Khalil]

"Empty this heart.

Rid me of all that you believed, of all you found sympathetic"

Heart-shaped places can be instructive or desctructive. A splendid poem...:)...................

[DIVYA]

This was such a moving portrayal of self-destructive emotions that accompnay heartbreak. It was a treat to read this one. It will be a pleasure to keep reading your poetry!