Herzunterbrecher

I see it there

Parched
An arid wasteland in your hands

I note the filigree of cracks
Patched
Yet still there

My vision blurs
Or perhaps it's just your trembling

I blink away the blood in my mind

Just catching it's fall
As you bleed tears
Upon parchment

It lies crumbling at your feet
Bereft of sanity

It is only then I realise
It was your heart that fell broken

Mine looks on wondering
Quietly loathing what I have done

© 2008, Mosquitobyte