I can feel you tears as they run down dry cheeks
And the silent sobs that escape your closed lips
As you sit, standing solemnly against the blackness of the sun
I feel your sorrows
I know the love you lost, you lost your love to me
And I hold it in my hand, and it cries to escape
Pulsing and throbbing, oozing over my fingers
As I hide in the shadows of your loneliness
As in solitude your tears fall to the ground
And you cry out in anguish for your love to return
You want to love her, but you loved me first
And you can't have it back!
In the darkness I laugh at you
And your heart shatters again and again
And the stuff that runs on my fingers turns to blood
As I squash your heart within my grasp
Oh, for God's sake take the stupid thing!
Take your love and give it to her!
I don't care
Heather Dawn Morrison
age 14