Black Threads

Pumps her heart
Strings lay around
One of darkness holds them
While the light holds her heart

One lie believed
One string is pulled
One thread undone
Falling lightly to the floor

A lie spoken, acts done
More strings are pulled
More threads undone
Falling, falling to the floor

The lost strings
Causes the heart to spin
Spin and spin
Spin and spin

Black threads begin to form over the heart
Pulling and pulling tighter
Bloodied tears fall to the floor
As the black threads cut into the heart

Lies, swarming lies
Filling, filling her head
The heart cries desperately
Her pumps slowly fading

She screams and yells
But nobody can hear her cry
Nobody can understand
She hides behind the threads

Waves of acid overcome her
Stinging her heart’s wounds
More lies, swirling her in a whirlpool
A whirlpool of death

She cries but nobody hears
Can’t they see?
Can’t they see?
She is dying inside

She cries for your help
But no, you won’t listen
Because you don’t care
You think her too dramatic

But can’t you see?
She is not lying
This is real
When will you realize that she is dying inside?

Won’t you help her?
Won’t you fight the darkness for her?
Won’t you love and comfort her?
She cries for you…do you hear her?





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