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Heartless
Behind a stained glass window,
you stood safely. With head lowered,
I can see you wrapped in thought.
I shouted until there was no voice
left in me. You did not listen.
I banged at the window to let you
notice my tears and feel my
anguish. Your heart was ice.
I cannot breathe warmth into it.
You have longed made your choice
to a solitary path I can never
dwell or comprehend.
Will you remember my face in
the security of your room?
Will I just be the dark scarecrow
of your dreams? A poor image
from your haunted past?
I shall never see the reason why
I have this rage of emotions.
You shall never care.
Still, do not fail to greet me
for my spirit bleeds from a
stab through the heart.
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