Crushed TreasureA Poem by SilentLullabiesYou cut, stabbed, and slashed Your way through my heart, Crushing the small pieces under your feet, Picking up the large chunks to cut them down to size. Each wound dug deeper, Chipping away piece after piece, Getting closer to the ruby core. My heart was a rainbow of colors Before you came along. Now the pieces that are left Look like rotting meat, Tinged black and brown and crimson. It is no longer beautiful and whole. When you finally get to the treasure core, You hold it in your hands so gently, As if you're afraid to break it. But I know better. Your eyes are full of malicious intent. Your hands squeeze the ruby red beauty Between their sandpaper rough fingers. It is now crushed and bleeding, A bruised mess No longer resembling my once beautiful heart. Finally, your grip loosens And you drop it onto the ground, Laughing. You sprinkle a light dusting Of cigarette ash Over top of it And then ground it in With your new, snow white shoes. Then you walk away.
And I cry after you leave. Not before. You can't see my tears. You can't know they're for you.
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Added on April 12, 2011Last Updated on April 12, 2011 AuthorSilentLullabiesGrand Rapids, MIAboutMy name is Aysha. I struggle with depression and a bad case of anxiety. I'm sure there are other mental issues somewhere in my head no one has bothered to diagnose me with. I used to write on here a l.. more..Writing
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