Lost Hopes and Heart Attacks

(Heartbreak and Handgrenades)

i.
stab me and strike me.
i am stricken and afflicted.
hungry is the pain, and it feeds with zeal.
grief, love's unwanted orphan--
it is all-consuming and all-encompassing.
it is my world. my hurt is all i have left.

 

ii.
(a)
you take what you will and it kills me to see
the flames and what is left,
what was taken, what was, what was,
what was desperate and hopeless.
and again, again, we take what we want, far away,
and as everyone goes away,
it's me on my own, again, i'm helpless,
it hurts, as again and again,
watch desperate endeavors,
and what is left is just a lost cause,
nothing but lost causes.

 

(b)
on stricken streets and empty alleys,
we watch as the fire purges the plague.
from empty to empty,
from aching to aching,
we stand, hand in hand,
as our destruction reigns--
as our destruction rains down on us.
we were only your disjointed wants,
waiting for salvation,
but you were content to watch your promises crumble.
you were waiting for the sky to fall,

we were waiting for signs to come,
waiting for the fire start the world anew.
(and as we burn, we burn--we burn for you.)

but in the end, it didn't matter.

Author's Note

I'm not sure.

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

grief, love's unwanted orphan--

Well, I like it. What a great line about grief! It seems to me that it could be about personal loss or world destruction destruction brought on by man's greed. Either way it is deep.