22 July 2012
I have a heart that's made of stone, It's not a fragile thing. Once upon a time it was whole, It's stone from too much breaking.
It plush red surface, hardened, Its once-soft beating: still, And now that it is made of stone, It won't change back at will.
I have a heart that's made of stone, Granite: it won't crack, It got this way from lovelessness: Love is what I lack.
I have a heart that's not quite right, A void within my chest, And it will stay so very still, Till when I'm laid to rest.
My heart is throbbing suddenly, It feels as though it tries- To suddenly turn flesh once more, A pain makes way: arise.
Your love is breaking through my stone, It's tearing at my seams, I'd never thought I'd hear my heart- Beat in my furthest dreams.
My Stone Heart. • Opuss № I