i can get it back
i can steal your heart and pour
blood upon these withering dreams
blank blackened souls and slates of grey
and a thousand different bacteria
infect us with a thousand different
diseases,
and i will treat every one. take my
cells and liquify my heart and
heal these hissing fractures.
acid pits. lime green is lovely, but
not when it's burning our skin.
cyan hearts. oxygen isn't soulless but it breathes when we're going up in
flames.
catapult eyes, throwing daggers in
my bones. shatter metal on metal.
my skull wasn't always titanium, was it?
pick up sand and prick my skin and
steal my heart and my soul
make me blind and deaf but
i will still see your lies and
hear your anger and even though
you stole my heart,
i can get it back.