My heart sits, a hole punched through;
A dark grey ball falls to the floor.
Lifeless I sit and stare,
My body there, my mind elsewhere.
The light flickering in my eyes,
violent words begin to chastise.
Rebuke my new found confidence,
nothing now provides me solace.
The mind slowly freezes and condenses,
leaving no room left for emotion.
Thus the heart carves out of itself,
this ball of happiness and deep set devotion.
So I sit here and stare at this flickering screen,
wondering if I should just be content to dream.
Lips sealed shut, eyes sad and heavy;
my feeling revoked by a hefty levy.
I'll be on my way, with heart in hand.
Letting my legs take me where I'm allowed to stand.
