Heart and Soul

Started out as a poem,but sort of morphed into a story kind of

A blank page waiting to be filled

With WORDS

Meaningful

Or useless

Like one's soul can

SHINE

As if it was apart of the brightest of the heavens

Or it can darken

Like intense,firery pits of hell

Brick,brick,brick,brick

Up the walls go surrounding the heart and soul

From the cold pain this world draws in

Stares,words,fists,screams

Crumble the wall bit by bit

Iron is then formed around the brick walls

When the day is done and Nyx has pulled the curtains of night over the eyes of the sky

The walls collaspe

The soul licks his wounds

The heart bandages her cuts

Tears fall and create puddles of pain

The heart and soul see their own reflection

And can barely reconize themselves

But they know the fight is never over

They close themselves back inside their prison of protection

And add a set of chains to secure their serenity

The lullaby of their tears drowns them in their sleep 

Just to get back up again and fight in this treaterous war