Thursday, 20 January 2011
Tonight I tear my heart into pieces
like a child tears a piece of paper;
viciously, wildly, unhinged-
tearing, ripping, shredding
until the pieces are so small
I need a microscope to view them.
Tonight I tear my heart apart,
screaming, lamenting, howling
like the wolf howls to the moon;
that lost and lonely haunted train whistle
that cuts through a winter's night
like a nail driven into a coffin.
Tonight I tear myself apart,
screaming to fill the silence,
to fill the void that is my heart.
These words are so inaccurate, so insignificant, so incapable of explaining the way I really feel. I've taken all my best cliches and thrown them into one piece all for the sake of writing something. Tonight...