What You Stole

my ribs crack as you pull them back

your hands in my hollow chest

let's fix that heart, you said

let's fix that heart of yours.

my back presses against the floor

you have this huge lock on the door

no one will bother us, you said

no one will dare.

blood pools over your hands

your knees grind the floor

You said, I'll make it not hurt anymore.

I believed you but you tore it apart

you reached in and pulled out my heart

now it's there bleeding in your hand

and with lifeless eyes I finally understand

you stick your hands in for one more prize

arms outstretched, it was my own demise

blood stains the floor and I stare at the door

and I wonder if I'll ever be the way I was before.

You smile, stand and say, Thanks for the gift

you break the lock and I lay there, stiff.

hours later I only watch bloody footprints you left,

I was stupid, this is what I get.

When life is returned I can finally move

closing my arms over myself, I sew my chest shut

heart or no heart, nothing inside

A life giving device, I've been deprived.

Wandering downstairs I find it smashed on the floor

and your bloody footprints leading out the door.

Author's Note

Written because...I could XD I felt like writing something kind of graphic that could have multiple meanings. Not my best, but eh, what can I say, I still like it.
Let me know what you think. :P

Reviews

[Weaza]

Extremely graphic, dark but lively, and deep poem. Almost like a story. Very detailed. Great read. Continue writing.

~Weaza~

[deeps]

Whoa! Nice and dark, creepy, like this alot.
Very well expressed emotion in this.
Very well written.

[Georgia Gypsy]

love how graphic you got with this....the imagry is perfect and shows how much thought you put into actions you described....
no pun intended: this is a heart wrenching piece....really great writing!!!...

[Lexi Nicole]

Ohh, I like it. Dark and deep and awesome. Nice work! ^^

-Howl