If I could draw my heart what would it be?
Rosy red and full of glee? Frozen blue
And still as water? Or black and broken
Ready to slaughter?
But here I draw my heart.
The broken pieces were once pulled apart.
Now fastened tightly by a sticky seal,
Put together by a completed wheel.
Pieces missing with the blood still trickling,
A mirror clasped in my chest, Reflecting
The past, Life’s fearful test, anxiety.
Is the future captured in a glass screen?
Pain seeping in. No light or grass to see,
While the heartbreak threatens, gnawing away.
But my love is stronger, Alive today
Red colour rises bringing me to life
Awakes my crystal heart because love lives.
Till death, we will shimmer against the world.
