A heart beats in your chest,
At least I think so- it’s rather sadistic if there one lies-
It’s restless, stubborn, writhing-
Turning so that it
Shimmies, sways, rocks, rolls,
Tumbles, crumbles, knocking clear off
Hope, that thing with feathers that perches on the human soul
(by the way, do you have one of those too?
If you do it’s been dangerously soulless lately)
It squawks and tumbles
Breaking its wings so Hope has no hope.
It would almost be comical had it not been
You and your trembles.
Your inconstant heart, ever changing in a manner indiscernible to even you,
Gray and dirty
Brings pain to my heart-
My constant heart,
This same one that somehow still holds
To its constant love of your inconstance.
Ack, sorry it's so mopy! See, I'm not even like that. It's just what comes to my brain or w/e. Wow I sound like a geek, bye :D