My Metal Heart

A spoken word poem of dispair and desire

мy мeтal нearт
ιѕ growιng cold
and rυѕтy
froм тнe тearѕ ι cry
all day,
everyday
ι тнιnĸ of everyone
ι wonder
ι�" тнey ever тнιnĸ of мe
bυт тнey don'т.
ι ĸnow.

мy blade
cυтѕ deep
тнroυgн мy ѕĸιn
тнe blood, paιnтιng мy pale, ѕcarred ѕĸιn.
мeмorιeѕ flow bacĸ ιnтo мy мιnd
lιĸe waтer overflowιng a cυp

ι тнιnĸ of
тнe ѕнellѕ of people
тнaт ι тнoυgнт ι ĸnew
of тнe beaѕтѕ
wнo тнιnĸ тнey ĸnow мe
of тнe тнιngѕ ι've done
тнaт ι paιnfυlly regreт

мy worn нearт
ιѕ barely ѕтιтcнed тogeтнer
and fallιng aparт
faѕт

мy тaттy
ѕнabby
broĸen
darĸ
ѕтone
нearт ιnѕιde мy cнeѕт
beaтѕ ѕlowly
barely
bυт ιт ѕтιll beaтѕ ιnѕιde мe
lιĸe a drυм
playιng мy baттle ѕong

Author's Note

Sorry its so depressing...

Reviews

[Angi]

I love this. The last stanza is amazing. Perfect title, too.

[Kinley Lowe]

Thank you! I love feedback :3