This is the sound

This is the sound

♥

this is the sound of a heart

along with unintended hopes

being shattered as they hit the ground

breaking into a billion little pieces

irreparable the crusted glue

all the scabs torn off slowly

at last they finally fall to the floor w/ the band aid

all that held life together all these months

all healing completely undone

back to the beginning again

utterly empty & alone in the dark

nothing left but the pieces too small to replace

try to hold the pieces together

embedding them like shards of glass

piercing the skin & sinking themselves in

all over a thousand hurts carried for all eternity

no emotions left to feel

source of tears completely barren

the dry tracks of salt pale against ashen cheeks

nonexistent tune to the beat of a dead heart

no music no laughter none

the soul is sapped of joy & hope

every moment knowing it was foolish to hope

b/c hope just brings the deepest hurts

screams issue from pale lips

all color drained as poison from a wound

trembling now in a world so cold

reach out to a favored hallucination

perfection & chaos collide

creating a monster that they cannot control

love & hate begin to merge into one

tongue sings a thousand lovely lies

exchange one love for another

never will the scales level out

never is this heart whole again

nothing left to breathe or be for

what a bitter victory

nonchalance embeds itself in the grin

the smile plastered on the painted face of a doll

a snarl for the victorious superior being

a victory dance in the middle of puddles of blood

all grace replaced for jerky motions

a marionette dancing on severed heartstrings tied

dancing to the beat of a dead heart

scissors cut away at the bonds

the puppet crumples alone on the floor

the scarlet there is her own

lays alone in them mingled blood & tears

darkness sets in

lights on the bitter scene grow dim

a lone marionette crumpled in a mass

has cut its ties at last

all eternity fades to a black abyss

nothings left in this void

the melody of life has died away

all thats left is the beat of a dead heart