REALITY

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My heart met reality

and it was depressing

i tried

tried to push it away

but it always came

crawling back to me


and one day reality

had captured my heart

my heart was kept a prisoner

behind bars

bound with chains


but it fought

fought for freedom

struggled against those

silver straps wrapped around it


but my heart lost

bleeding in defeat

and then reality sunk

sunk it's sharp nails into me

mocking words digging through my heart like a bullet


and then reality slapped me

just like the cold december wind

so cold and bitter


darkness engulfed me

spilling onto me slowly

torturously

tightly

pulling my heart towards it

clenching it's fingers around me


and my heart was

shattered into shreds

bits and pieces

little by little

into million pieces


pieces which would take

thousands of years

to glue them back together


my heart was left lonely and cold

numb and empty





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