Bloody Heart

By SulaMoon

The razor passes through my flesh
My ribs are pulled apart
I can feel your cold, dead hands
As they're ripping out my heart

Look at what you’ve done to me
There’s pieces on the floor
Dead and bloody pieces
That you care for, no more

Why not just put a gun to my head
And even pull the trigger
Because, I think I’d rather be dead
Than at me, watching you snigger

I shouldn’t have handed you my bloody heart
To chew up, swallow and spew
I shouldn’t have handed you my bloody heart
For you to crush beneath your shoe

You think it’s funny
What you’ve done to me?

Let’s just see how you feel...

I’ll take this razor blade to you
To rip out your heart for real

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Copyright 2011 SulaMoon
Published on Tuesday, January 6, 2015.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • Gray Vision On Tuesday, January 11, 2011, Gray Vision (424)By person wrote:

    It's sad to see this happen and the person doing it knows all to well what they are doing most the time, but they just don't care. How can someone not dwell on vengence in a case like this, it takes a strong individual to simply forgive in this sence and hopefully move on. Thank you for sharing =)

  • XOCHITL On Monday, January 10, 2011, XOCHITL (40)By person wrote:

    Another nice piece! Well done. I totally relate to the saddness and anger

  • jjrh187 On Monday, January 10, 2011, jjrh187 (6)By person wrote:

    I can relate. Liked the way you express your feelings, Nice job.

  • Iwas On Monday, January 10, 2011, Iwas (39)By person wrote:

    Revenge is such a sweet sweet inspiration, you ever wonder if they know what they did?

  • SulaMoon On Monday, January 10, 2011, SulaMoon (67)By person wrote:

    each time my heart gets broken, but then I shrug it off. I've turned a bit callous over the years.

  • A former member wrote: The razor passes through my flesh My ribs are pulled apart I can feel your cold, dead hands As they are ripping out my heart i instantly feel your anger and sadness and i'm sad but i feel a relief as the brutality of this is what it truly feels like love lost is something like this.

  • DarkDruidess On Saturday, January 8, 2011, DarkDruidess (313)By person wrote:

    hehe ya I think it's funny...heartbreak is years later...but I like your style.

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